Ah! that's "The rising of the lark," I was singing that myself years ago.
London! to be seure! Now there was singing I was hearing at the play.

My son Howels did tak us to the play.

I never was hearing or seeing the like in my life.

Seure, the Queen Victoria or Prince Albert don't be dressing half as fine as the gentlemen and ladies I was seeing act.

The Queen! Oh, Mrs Rice Rice, fach! Ma'am, I was disappointed! Just a bonnet no better than my doater-in-law's.