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Said the Prince in a trice, “I ’ll wed none, love, but you!”
What more? The good fairy returned on the scene,
And, instead of the garb which was really not clean,
At a touch of her wand, in a dress of rare sheen
Presented her niece to the Prince who had been
So faithful and fond, and who made her his Queen.
[From the “Post” you will all the particulars glean
Of the marriage performed the two parties between
By a Bishop, assisted by Canon and Dean.]
Her sisters were very near dying of spleen,
And thought their aunt’s conduct remarkably mean,
But lived as neglected old maids, spare and lean
(Though they’d never acknowledge to more than nineteen).
So there’s no more to tell a-
-Bout sweet Cinderella,
Whose life was quite happy—in fact, “all serene!”