76 THE IRISH CARMAN. 



It's the quality we've got to-day, be jabers ! an' I'm proud ; 

 Let me whisper to ye, Capt'in, which one is it ? — not too 

 loud. 



Ah ! now, Capt'in, don't be laughin', I'm a married man, 



don't mind 

 Trustin' Paddy with a secret, it's a heart he has, an' kind. 

 Look ! here comes the Lord Lieutenant, here's Cadogan, 



here's the man, 

 It's himself that always winks at me an' shakes hands when 



he can. 



But to-day he's mighty bashful, it's the ladies make him 



shy, 

 You can see his modest nature in the corner of his eye ; 

 There's a lady on the pavement there was at the ball last 



night ; 

 An' her dress it was a low one, green, bedad ! trimmed up 



with white. 



'Twas her partner from the barracks slithered a pink ice 



down her back, 

 " Och ! " she said, " it's mighty could it is, I think it seems 



to lack 

 Just a trifle of the flavour which is pleasant to the taste, 

 An' it's like the polar regions come to settle round me 



waist." 



