IN THE HAYMARKET.

I DANCED at your ball a year ago,

To-night I pay for your bread and cheese,

“And a glass of bitters, if you please,

For you drank my best champagne, you know!”

Madcap ever, you laugh the while,

As you drink your bitters and munch your bread;

The face is the same, and the same old smile

Came up at a word I said.

A year ago I danced at your ball,

I sit by your side in the bar to-night;

And the luck has changed, you say: that's all!

And the luck will change, you say: all right!

For the men go by, and the rent's to pay,

And you have n't a friend in the world to-day;

And the money comes and the money goes:

And to-night, who cares? and to-morrow, who knows?