Show A Mining Brokers Soliloquy I met her on tIm street last night My sweetheart of a year ago Once I had trembled at the sight And pressed her hand and held It tight Sho seemed to me so tweet and bright TIs strange but then I did not know I wonder how I thought her sweet Now that sho Is anothers wife Mv satisfaction Is complete Wo did not at iho altar meet That in tho raco I gave up beat Shos bound to Jack not mo for life They thought the mlno ho ovncd last ycnr Would make her dart a millionaire Twould make most any girl seem dear And If defects her beauty clear The mines no good io tls not queer I cannot think her even fair Tho lesson has not been in vain Tho each appearance recommends Ill never trust myself again To be like Jack was half Insane And wed ti girl bolh old and plain While pore pays Irish dividends |