When memories of his former shame...

When memories of his former shame

Crimsoned his cheeks with sudden flame

He said; “I know my fault too well —

They fawned upon me and I fell.”

Ah!‘ twas a lovely world!— no more

I met that indisposing bore,

The unseraphic cynogogue —

The man who's proud to love a dog.

Thus in my dream the golden reign

Of Reason filled the world again,

And all mankind confessed her sway,

From Walnut Creek to San Jose.