human
Curfew Shall Not Ring Tonight.
gpt
Towser shall be tied to-night.
human
Papa, slowly spoke the daughter,
gpt
I am almost seventeen, And I have a real lover, Though he's rather young and green; But he has a horse and buggy And a cow and thirty hens,-- Boys that start out poor, dear Papa, Make the best of honest men, But if Towser sees and bites him, Fills his eyes with misty light, He will never come again, Pa; Towser must be tied to-night.
human
Daughter, firmly spoke the farmer, (Every word pierced her young heart Like a carving knife through chicken As it hunts the tender part)--
gpt
I've a patch of early melons, Two of them are ripe to-day; Towser must be loose to watch them Or they'll all be stole away. I have hoed them late and early In dim morn and evening light; Now they're grown I must not lose them; Towser'll not be tied to-night.
human
Bessie's feller must look out. But the maiden at the window Saw the cruel teeth show white; In an undertone she murmured,--
gpt
Towser must be tied to-night.
human
That's the trick. From the kitchen door she glided With a plate of meat and bread; Towser wagged his tail in greeting, Knowing well he would be fed. In his well-worn leather collar, Tied she then the clothesline tight, All the time her white lips saying:
gpt
Towser shall be tied to-night,
human
There, old doggie, spoke the maiden,
gpt
You can watch the melon patch, But the front gate's free and open, When John Henry lifts the latch. For the clothesline tight is fastened To the harvest apple tree, You can run and watch the melons, But the front gate you can't see. Then her glad ears hear a buggy, And her eyes grow big and bright, While her young heart says in gladness,
human
Towser dog is tied to-night.
gpt
Bark away, the maiden whispers;
human
Towser, you are tied to-night.
gpt
Towser shall be tied to-night.