The men that fought at Minden, th… So was them that fought at Waterl… All the 'ole command, yuss, from… They was once dam’ sweeps like you… Then do not be discouraged, ‘Eave…

He wandered down the mountain grad… Beyond the speed assigned— A youth whom Justice often stayed And generally fined. He went alone, that none might kno…

(Herrick) Since ye distemper and defile Sweet Here by the measured mile, Nor aught on jocund highways heed Except the evidence of speed;

WHO in the Realm to—day lays dow… And, unconcerned for his own estat… Let him approach. It is proven he… Our King asks nothing of any man… For to him above all was Life goo…

NOT with an outcry to Allah nor… He answered his name at the muster… When the twin anklets were nipped… He brotherly greeted the armourers… Ere the sad dust of the marshalled…

THE Cities are full of pride, Challenging each to each— This from her mountain—side, That from her burthened beach. They count their ships full tale—

This is the ballad of Boh Da Tho… Erst a Pretender to Theebaw’s thr… Who harried the district of Alalo… How he met with his fate and the… At the hand of Harendra Mukerji,

THERE was no one like ’im, ’Ors… Nor any o’ the Guns I knew; An’ because it was so, why, o’ cou… Which is just what the best men do… So it’s knock out your pipes an’ f…

UP CAME the young Centaur—colts… Curious awkward, afraid. Burrs on their hocks and their tai… Mobs and run up to the yard to be… Starting and shying at straws, wit…

To the Heavens above us O look and behold The Planets that love us All harnessed in gold! What chariots, what horses

OUT o’ the wilderness, dusty an’… (Time, an’ ’igh time to be trekkin… ’Oo is it ’eads to the Detail Sup… A section, a pompom (1), an’ six ’… ’Ere comes the clerk with ’is lant…

There’s a whisper down the field w… And the ricks stand grey to the su… Singing: ‘Over then, come over, f… ‘And your English summer’s done.’ You have heard the beat of the off…

They are fools who kiss and tell"… Wisely has the poet sung. Man may hold all sorts of posts If he’ll only hold his tongue. Jenny and Me were engaged, you se…

I know not in Whose hands are lai… To empty upon earth From unsuspected ambuscade The very Urns of Mirth; Who bids the Heavenly Lark arise