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... I.-THim MIAN OF SOUTHSXA. Man of Southses, ere we part, Tell me of what use thon art? With a glass stuck in your eye, p And your cap worn all awry; Though no language you can speak, Neither Latin know nor Greek,- Hear my vow before you go, You shall never be my beau ! Awful Puppy ! Awful Swell! Who would ever be your belle? Let me know how many days You have worn your sister's stays P c And ...

... -I. Southsea Man ! Before we part, Tell us, tell us who thou art ? Tell us who the got-up Maid That thy artless trust betrayed ? But first (appearance is deceiving, And seeing only is believing)- Tell us, to calm our ev'ry doubt,: Did'st thou see her teeth come out? Did'st thou watch those golden looks, Looked up safely in a box? Did'st thou, really, truly, taste On her lips the cherry ...