What! do I apprehend aright,
My Boy, my Herbert impolite?
Oh say! oh say not so.
I did not see you doff your Hat
To Lady Charlotte Merton, that
Is not genteel you know.
See how polite young Frankie hies
To ope the Door for General Wyse,
And take from him his Cane.
In later times, when Frank’s extoll’d,
Your Manner, deemed uncouth and bold,
Will give you bitter Pain.