God knows only where the madcap
Girl has stowed herself away;
I've been racing round the city
Cursing, all this rainy day.

From one tavern to another
I have scurried without rest;
Many a most uncivil waiter
All in vain have I addressed.

Lo! I see her at the window,
And she nods and titters—well!
Who'd have dreamt thou didst inhabit,
Girl! so splendid an hotel!