[HE.] PRITHEE, pretty maiden… (Hey, but I’m doleful, willow, wi… Have you e’er a lover a-dangling a… Hey, willow waly O! I would fain discover

The law is the true embodiment Of everything that’s excellent. It has no kind of fault or flaw, And I, my lords, embody the Law. The constitutional guardian I

DR. BELVILLE was regarded as… His tragedies were reckoned much t… His poems held a noble rank, altho… That, being very proper, they were… He was a famous Painter, too, and…

My boy, you may take it from me, That of all the afflictions accurs… With which a man’s saddled And hampered and addled, A diffident nature’s the worst.

Society has quite forsaken all her… Which empties our police courts, a… (Divorce is nearly obsolete in En… No tolerance we show to undeservin… For the higher his position is, th…

When rival adorers come courting a… There’s something or other may oft… Why HE should be pitched upon rat… This wasn’t the case with Old P… No soul could discover a reason at…

Would you know the kind of maid Sets my heart a flame-a? Eyes must be downcast and staid, Cheeks must flush for shame-a! She may neither dance nor sing,

A proud Pasha was BAILEY BEN, His wives were three, his tails we… His form was dignified, but stout, Men called him “Little Roundabout… HIS IMPORTANCE

A wonderful joy our eyes to bless, In her magnificent comeliness, Is an English girl of eleven ston… And five foot ten in her dancing s… She follows the hounds, and on she…

Only a dancing girl, With an unromantic style, With borrowed colour and curl, With fixed mechanical smile, With many a hackneyed wile,

A rich advowson, highly prized, For private sale was advertised; And many a parson made a bid; The REVEREND SIMON MAGUS… He sought the agent’s: “Agent, I

A tar, but poorly prized, Long, shambling, and unsightly, Thrashed, bullied, and despised, Was wretched JOE GOLIGHTLY. He bore a workhouse brand;

An excellent soldier who’s worthy… Loves officers dashing and strict: When good, he’s content with escap… When naughty, he likes to be licke… He likes for a fault to be bullied…

Now, Marco, dear, My wishes hear: While you’re away It’s understood You will be good,

I often wonder whether you Think sometimes of that Bishop, w… From black but balmy Rum-ti-Foo Last summer twelvemonth came. Unto your mind I p’r’aps may brin…