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Ladies, I learned to bow this way

You doubtless think that prudence is a virtue

Miss Fashionable.

Oh gunner bold and gunner wise.


Be aisy now, darlints, be aisy, I say.

To a Fire-Eater--a Desperado.

A Zouave.

You're a gay old Colonel, that's beyond a doubt

All Lager--No Love.

Do you think, you ugly man.


The Novel-Reader.

The Sentinel.



To a Zouave.

What man is he that loveth not renown

You belong to the Sappers and Miners, `tis said

To a Volunteer.

A Raw Recruit.

You think your style is just the thing