He gleaned all the gossip and he g… Mad Matt, the carrier, delivering… He knew the trooper’s tattle and h… The gossip at the station-yard, th… That high-pitched voice of his, th…

Your place is by my side, my dear, A-holding of my hand When I am feeling rather queer And hard to understand; Not 'mid that fierce forensic crew

‘Oo is that girl,’ sez Digger Smi… That never seems to bother with No blokes: the bint with curly 'ai… I’ve often seen 'er over there Talkin’ to Missus Flood, an’ she

Big Doc. Littlejohn, and ugly man… He wasn’t very graceful, no part o… Big, frame, big head, huge hands,… But gentle as a woman’s as he stoo… His great voice muted and the jaw…

Gyved and chained in his father’s… He toiled 'neath a conqueror’s rul… Bowed to the earth in the land of… The Slave who was Son of a Fool. Poor remnant he of a conquered rac…

‘Er name’s Doreen’€¦Well spare me… You could er knocked me down wiv '… Yes, me, that kids meself I know… An’ 'as a name for smoogin’ in our… I just lines up an’ tips the saucy…

Mr Blades, the butcher, was a lar… ‘Best him at a cattle deal,’ ’twas… He ate a lot and drank a lot and h… And he jollied all the ladies in h… His family was numerous, and helpe…

When you have gone and I have gon… Beyond the ken of earthly things, Yet watch the old race carry on As to precarious life it clings, Gazing together from afar,

The Lion and the Unicorn Of England’s Coat-of-Arms Seldom make bold, so we are told, To ravage English farms. In fact, ’tis said by travellers

‘Ere! ’Ave a ‘eart!’ ‘e sez. ’W… A 'uman bein’ ain’t a choppin’ blo… There ain’t no call fer you to go… A man about when ‘e ’as took the k… Gaw! Do yeh want to bust ‘im all…

Look 'ere. I’ll bet a 'arf-a-cro… To anythink you like to name (said… If country fellers went to town, An’ burnt a few big buildin’s down… An’ quids an’ quids went up in fla…

Not for vague honors, not for trea… He lived and toiled thro’ this, hi… But to uphold and cultivate the do… God-given, for enlightment of man, Here was no tale of talents mis-ap…

‘I’ve seen so much uv dirt an’ gri… I’m mad to 'ave things clean. I’ve seen so much uv death,' ‘e sa… ’So many cobbers lyin’ dead— You won’t know wot I mean;

I venerate economists As very learned blokes, But when in paradox they speak Their meaning oft I vainly seek, Suspecting subtle jokes.

Briggs Joseph Briggs, of Yorkshire, Eng… Where the large importers’ profits… Digs Deep into his mine of wisdom, and,…