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Show TO MY PIPE. jj jH Come down, old fellow! with shame-bowed head " H 1 take you up from your rusty bed; H 1 feel regret and a just remorse, I, H And curse myself and my vapid course, !' M That I, the dolt, could have put you by , For a woman's whim and a woman's sigh. , , H Come down, old fellow! we meet again; "H Today is not what the time was, when j il I thrust you back in the shadows dim j jl In deference to a woman's whim. 1 rl No wondrous maid that the world e'er knew J II Could chain a man to her heart like you. Ill Come down, old fellow! What, friend! think you fl That any woman could part us two? ' i-j What fervid kisses from scarlet lips i Ja Could thrill me thus to my finger tips? , IH Dear, brown old fellow, I bless the sprite i j I That gave me freedom, and you, tonight. ' y Mabel Porter Pitts, in Town Talk. ! I H |