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Quips and quiddits : Ques for the Qurious

Tabb, John B. (1845-1909)

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ON THE COVER OF JOHN B. TABB'S LATE LONDON VOLUME

TO AN ANTE-MORTEM UNDERTAKER WHO EMBALMS ME IN VERSE

TO MR. ANDREW LANG, WHO SPELLED MY NAME ‘TAB’

INGERSOLL'S DILEMMA

A DISCONCERTED CONCERT

WHAT'S IN A NAME?

TROUBLED WATERS

A QUESTION OF TIME

A MIXED MARRIAGE

THE MAN IN THE MOON

IN THE AUTHOR'S LIBRARY

A SAINT'S INFIRMITY

UNSTATIONARY STATIONERY

A RASH JUDGMENT

FACIAL LATITUDE

A MARK OF TRUE GREATNESS

A HOUSE OF REFUGE

A MUSICIAN'S TRIAL

TREASURE-TROVES

A CHANGE OF PARTS

THE MOUSE AND THE ELEPHANT

THE BROOK TO THE LAMB

JUST THE REVERSE

SPRING CHIMNEYS

A FAMILY FAILING

WITH CHOLERA MORBUS

DREAD OF JUSTICE

A CATTLE PLAGUE

MR. DOOLITTLE'S EPITAPH

TAMING THE SHREW

A BLIND MAN'S EPITAPH.

TO A PROPOSED INTERVIEWER

A TALE OF REVERSE, or THE REVERSE OF A TAIL

THE SENSITIVE LOBSTER

THE ROOT OF PRIDE

A(N)ICE DISTINCTION

THE BLUEBIRD TO THE CANARY

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TO AN ANTE-MORTEM UNDERTAKER WHO EMBALMS ME IN VERSE

If I were dead
And yet had read
The praise you have applied,
Methinks I'd be
More speedily
A body mortified.
And would that now
I might avow
A spirit quite becalmed;
But, truth to tell,
I seem to smell
The thing you have embalmed.