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I. The Pope, he leads a happy life, He fears not married care, nor strife, He drinks the best of Rhenish wine, I would the Pope's gay lot were mine. CHORUS. He drinks the best of Rhenish wine. I would the Pope's gay lot were mine. II. But then all happy's not his life, He has not maid, nor blooming wife; Nor child has he to raise his hope I would not wish to be the Pope.
I. The Pope, he leads a happy life, He fears not married care, nor strife, He drinks the best of Rhenish wine, I would the Pope's gay lot were mine. CHORUS. He drinks the best of Rhenish wine. I would the Pope's gay lot were mine. II. But then all happy's not his life, He has not maid, nor blooming wife; Nor child has he to raise his hope I would not wish to be the Pope.
Therefore make good use of your time, for, when your week is expired, it will be necessary that you go to London to plead your pardon in the law courts. 'Ever, dear Waverley, yours most truly, 'PHILIP TALBOT. Happy's the wooing That's not long a doing.
"Say, by golly, I'll file on that, then," Slim declared selfishly. For One Man coulee, although a place of gruesome history, was also desirable for one or two reasons. There was wood, for instance, and water, and a cabin that was habitable. There was also a fence on the place, a corral and a small stable. "If Happy's ghost don't git to playin' music too much," he added with his heavy-handed wit.
He hoped the Old Man would not send him on that long trip with them south of the Highwoods which is what he was on his way to find out about. What Happy Jack was hoping for, was to have the Old Man as represented by Chip send one of the boys back with him to bring over what Flying U cattle had been gathered, together with Happy's bed and string of horses.
Merrily, merrily, there they hie; now they rise and now they fly; They cross and turn, and in and out, and down in the middle, and wheel about, With a "Phew, shew, Wadolincon! listen to me Bobolincon! Happy's the wooing that's speedily doing, that's speedily doing, That's merry and over with the bloom of the clover! Bobolincon, Wadolincon, Winterseeble, follow, follow me!"
How happy's he which hath due place assigned To his beasts, and disaforested his mind! Impaled himself to keep them out, not in; Can sow, and dares trust corn where they have been; Can use his horse, goat, wolf, and every beast, And is not ass himself to all the rest!
"How in hell do I know?" Anxiety ever sharpened the tongue of Pink. "If somebody'd bring some water " "Happy's gone. And there ain't a drop uh whisky in the crowd! Can't we get him into the shade? This damned sun is enough to " "Look out how yuh lift him, man! You ain't wrassling a calf, remember! You take his shoulder, Jack easy, yuh damned, awkward " "Here comes Happy, with his hat full.
"Why, what do you mean?" asked the Scarecrow, closing the fan with a snap. Happy's answer was drowned in a huge splash. As soon as the fan was closed, down whirled the king's army into the sea, and each man struck the water with such force that the spray rose high as a skyscraper. And not till then did the Scarecrow realize the power of the little fan he had been saving for Dorothy.
"I'm not breakable like you meat people. A little straw will make me good as new. A little straw straw, do you hear?" For Happy's pigtail was still on end, and he was shaking so that his silver shoes clattered on the rocks. "I command you to fetch straw!" cried the Scarecrow at last, in an angry voice. Happy dashed away.
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