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SONGSTER. 137
When fair Aurora blushes,
And heaven's serene.and clear.
The linnets, larks, and thmshes,
With music delight the ear;
When storms begin to gather,
And clouds veil the vaulted skies.
They bid adieu to pleasure.
In silence their music dies.
So, when you was my lover,
I thought you was all divine:
No blemish could discover;
But now, all your vices shine :
I find you are inconstant.
You're false and fickle as the wind;
PU think no more upon you.
But banish you from my mind.
Tlie Steamboat.
TUNE—*' London*^ a comical city."
IN the steamboat for Margate I started.
And fifty gay passengers more ;
From London's fine city departed.
To wander upon the sea shore ;
To saunter quite listless about.
Or take a good souse in the brine;
Ride donkies, or firet at a rout.
Or Usten to music divine.
(Spoken.) Daddy, what is that bibbetty bob
beting up and down?—The in-jine, my jewel—
What's it for, daddy 1—Vhy, do not you see a fire''
—Yes—Yell, that there fire boUs this here vater,
and makes a steam, and sets them are veels a vorking
and so vhen them are veels vorks round, they paws
up the water like a hoar; and makes a wessel go along.
And sing, fal de ra dal de ra la, &c.