PAGE 1

Aunt Hannah heard the window break, And cried: "0 naughty Nancy Lake, Thus to distress your Aunt; No Drury Lane for you to-day!" And while Papa said: Pooh, she may!" Mamma said: "No, she shan't!" Well, after many a sad reproach, They got into a hackney-coach, And trotted down the street! I saw them go: one horse was blind; The tails of both hung down behind; Their shoes were on their feet. II