verbum sap

Verbum sap., my dear boy; she's a pretty girl, and has sweet manners.

The potent word awoke him from his nap, And then she vanish'd, whisp'ring verbum sap.

Hour after hour, the stranger passing through This member of the "southern tier" will see Naught but the stretching forests, grand, 't is true, But then life's naught without variety, Though if he seeks with care to find that charm, He 'chance may stumble on some stumpy farm, And then the road called "Turnpike," "verbum sap!"

We are all coming to, in the morning, including Catherine, Verbum sap.

Verbum sap.—Besides, there is your uncle.