Pools where Cupid might have angled
And expected fish to rise.

III.

"Cupid angling?--what the deuce! he
Must not fish in Lucy's eye!
Cupid leave alone my Lucy--
You have other fish to fry!!!

IV.

"But with patience unavailing--
Angling dangling late and soon--
Weeping, still I go a _wail_ing,
And _harp on_ without harpoon.

V.

"Kerchief, towel, duster, rubber,
Cannot wipe my weeping dry--
_Whal_ing still I lose _my blubber_,
Catching _wails_ from Lucy's eye.

VI.

"Blubber--wax and spermaceti--
Swealing taper--trickling tear!
Writing of a mournful ditty
To my lovely Lucy dear.