'Tis did -- my braggin' days is
I'll brag of old SALT* now no more.
The look of pride which once I wore
Is gone, alas! my heart are tore ; The proud, firm footstep, mine of yore
Are now, too, gone; my eyes is sore,
And little scaldin' tears does pour,
When I does think that old SALT's roar,
Was made "considerable" lower,
Even at this very door.