SLEIGHING.

BY OUR POETICAL EDITOR. - AMENDED BY OUR CYNICAL EDITOR.

CLEAR and cold, while 'neath the starlight

Swiftly flying o'er the snow

(Comes a numbing, dead sensation

Over every chilly toe).

From the runners, feathery cloudlets

See the whirling snow-dust fly

(While the tears in slow procession

Drop from every smarting eye).

In this wintry world, my darling,

With the stars we are alone

(Save the presence of a fretful,

Fat, and freezing chaperone).

See where through the thickest darkness

Dull and red the firelight glows

(From your eyelids flaming scarlet,

And your purple ears and nose).

Ah! the steed is Cupid's charger,

Love's own chariot the sleigh

(No! it's Pike's, and for your moonshine

There's a heavy bill to pay).

FEZ.