(Mat. Prior)
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I WENT into a public 'ouse to ge… The publican 'e up an’ sez, “ We… The girls be’ind the bar they laug… I outs into the street again an’ t… O it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that…
“Farewell, Romance!” the Cave-men… “With bone well carved He went aw… Flint arms the ignoble arrowhead, And jasper tips the spear to-day. Changed are the Gods of Hunt and…
I’VE A HEAD like a concertina:… I’ve a mouth like an old potato, a… But I’ve had my fun o’ the Corp’r… And I’m here in the Clink for a t… With a second—hand overcoat under…
This was originally written for th… “St. James’s Gazette” as a delibe… skit on a letter by a corresponden… who seemed to believe that naval warfare of the future would be
Pagett, M.P., was a liar, and a f… He spoke of the heat of India as… Came on a four months’ visit, to “… And I got him to sign an agreemen… March came in with the koil. Page…
MAN dies too soon, beside his wor… His days are counted and reprieve… Who shall entreat with Death to s… Or cloke the shameful nakedness of… Send here the bold, the seekers of…
About the time that taverns shut And men can buy no beer, Two lads went up to the keepers’ h… To steal Lord Pelham’s deer. Night and the liquor was in their…
If wars were won by feasting, 0r victory by song, Or safety found in sleeping sound, How England would be strong! But honour and dominion
Will you conquer my heart with you… Shall I fall to your hand as a vi… Have I met you and passed you alr… Shall I meet you next session at… Does the P. and O. bear you to me…
Now Tomlinson gave up the ghost i… And a Spirit came to his bedside… A Spirit gripped him by the hair… Till he heard as the roar of a rai… Till he heard the roar of the Mil…
Moralists we, From over the sea, From the land where philosophers p… From the land that produced no Ka… But many Cants with a C.
IT IS always a temptation to an… To call upon a neighbour and to sa… “We invaded you last night– we are… Unless you pay us cash to go away.… And that is called asking for Dan…
TAKE up the White Man’s burden– Send forth the best ye breed— Go bind your sons to exile To serve your captives’ need; To wait in heavy harness
WE were all one heart and one rac… When the Abbey trumpets blew. For a moment’s breathing—space We had forgotten you. Now you return to your honoured pl…
HELP for a patriot distressed, a… Help for an honourable clan sore t… From Queenstown Bay to Donegal,… The honourable gentlemen have suff… Their noble names were mentioned—…