George Colman ("The Younger")

I marched the lobby, twirled my stick,
. . . .
The girls all cried, "He's quite read more

I marched the lobby, twirled my stick,
. . . .
The girls all cried, "He's quite the kick."

My father was an eminent button-maker at Birmingham, . . . but I
had a soul above buttons.

My father was an eminent button-maker at Birmingham, . . . but I
had a soul above buttons.

On their own merits modest men are dumb.

On their own merits modest men are dumb.

When the hollow drum has beat to bed
And the little fifer hangs his head,
When all read more

When the hollow drum has beat to bed
And the little fifer hangs his head,
When all is mute the Moorish flute,
And nodding guards watch wearily,
On, then let me,
From prison free,
March out by moonlight cheerily.

Mynheer Vandunck, though he never was drunk,
Sipped brandy and water gayly.

Mynheer Vandunck, though he never was drunk,
Sipped brandy and water gayly.