THIS AND THAT.
Copyright, 1891, by Willis Woodward & Co.
Words by Nemo. Music by Henry Pontet.
"Now, grannie, prithee do not scold me, I know full well 'tis passing late;
I know, to hurry home you told me, but some one met me at the gate;
Now, grannie, prithee do not frown-indeed, 'twas only Cousin Mat,
Who, driving home from London town, just stopped to tell me this and that.
This and that, all very fine, you think your grannie blind, no doubt;
I've eyes to Bee, granddaughter mine, and know full well what you're about;
If for so long be made you linger, and just of this and that to speak,
Then what is this upon your finger, and what is that upon your cheek?
" Well, gran', I'll tell you all the truth-this, on my finger, is a ring;
Now don't be hard upon the youth, 'tis such a tiny, weeny thing;
And, as for that upon my cheek, well, gran', there's nothing much amiss;
The truth, you know, I said I'd speak, 'twas auntie sent us both a kiss.
One for me and one for you, so, as 'twas getting very late,
To save delay I look the two, then safely locked and barred the gate."
" Sol so! my lass, give that ring; next time I see your Cousin Mat
I'll give him back the tiny thing, and box his ears for this and that."