Classic Poem

" It is the lawyer's daughter,
And she is grown so dear, so dear,
She costs me, in one evening,
The income of a year!
" You can't have children's love," she cried,
" Unless you choose to fee 'em!"
" And what's your fee, child?" I replied.
She simply said — —

" We saw " The Cup." " I hoped she'd say,
" I'm grateful to you, very. "
She murmured, as she turned away,
" That lovely [Ellen Terry.]
" Compared with her, the rest, " she cried,
" Are just like two or three um-
" berellas standing side by side!
" Oh, gem of — —

" We saw Two Brothers. I confess
To me they seemed one man.
" Now which is which, child? Can you guess? "
She cried, " A-course I can! "
Bad puns like this I always dread,
And am resolved to flee 'em.
And so I left her there, and fled;
She lives at — —