Burlesques William Makepeace Thackeray

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"Thusday Night.—O Hangelina, Hangelina, my pashn for you hogments daily! I've bean
with her two the Hopra. I sent her a bewtifle Camellia Jyponiky from Covn Garding, with a
request she would wear it in her raving Air. I woar another in my butnole. Evns, what was
my sattusfackshn as I leant hover her chair, and igsammined the house with my glas!
"She was as sulky and silent as pawsble, however—would scarcely speek; although I
kijoled her with a thowsnd little plesntries. I spose it was because that wulgar raskle
Silvertop WOOD stay in the box. As if he didn't know (Lady B.'s as deaf as a poast and
counts for nothink) that people SOMETIMES like a tatytaty."
"Friday.—I was sleeples all night. I gave went to my feelings in the folloring lines—there's
a hair out of Balfe's Hopera that she's fond of. I edapted them to that mellady.
"She was in the droring-room alone with Lady B. She was wobbling at the pyanna as I
hentered. I flung the convasation upon mewsick; said I sung myself (I've ad lesns lately of
Signor Twankydillo); and, on her rekwesting me to faver her with somethink, I bust out
with my pom:
"'WHEN MOONLIKE OER THE HAZURE SEAS.
"'When moonlike ore the hazure seas
In soft effulgence swells,
When silver jews and balmy breaze
Bend down the Lily's bells;
When calm and deap, the rosy sleap
Has lapt your soal in dreems,
R Hangeline! R lady mine!
Dost thou remember Jeames?
"'I mark thee in the Marble All,
Where Englands loveliest shine—
I say the fairest of them hall
Is Lady Hangeline.
My soul, in desolate eclipse,
With recollection teems—
And then I hask, with weeping lips
Dost thou remember Jeames?
"'Away! I may not tell thee hall
This soughring heart endures—
There is a lonely sperrit-call