Albert Chevalier

“She wears a artful bonnet, feathers stuck upon it,Coverin' a fringe all curled;She's just about the sweetest, prettiest and neatestDoner in the wide, wide world!And she'll be Missis 'Awkins, Missis 'En'ry 'Awkins,Got 'er for to name the day;Settled it last Monday, so to church on Sunday,Off we trots the donkey shay!”

“Wot cher! all the neighbours cried,Who yer gonna meet, Bill,Have yer bought the street, Bill?Laugh! I thought I should've died,Knocked 'em in the Old Kent Road.”

“We've been together now for forty years,An' it don't seem a day too much,There ain't a lady livin' in the landAs I'd "swop" for my dear old Dutch.”

“We was as ’appy as could be that dayDown at the Welsh ’Arp, which is ’Endon way.”