Charles Follen Adams

“ The bood is beabig brighdly, love; The sdars are shidig too; While I ab gazig dreabily, Add thigkig, love, of you. You caddot, oh! you caddot kdow, By darlig, how I biss you — (Oh, whadt a fearful cold I've got! Ck-tish-u! Ck-ck-tish-u!) I'b sittig id the arbor, love, Where you sat by by side, Whed od that calb, autubdal dight You said you'd be by bride. Ho-rash-o! — there it is agaid - Ck-thrash-ub ! Ck-ck-tish-u! Oh! for wud bobedt to caress Add tederly to kiss you; Budt do! we're beddy biles apart — (H-o-rash-o! Ck-ck-tish-u!) ”