WHERE the summer breezes mingle
Perfumes with the laden air,
And the honeysuckle blossoms
Spread their fragrance everywhere,
Just within the broad veranda,
In a shady, cool retreat,
Lay our hero, Dick, reclining,
Ennuied, o'ercome with heat.
Hark! a step upon the carpet.
"Coming here. By Jove! it's Lou!
Happy thought! I'll feign a slumber,
Just to see what she will do."
And his eyelids then descended
O'er his laughing hazel eyes;
And, with blissful expectation,