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A SCHOOL-BOY OF THE PERIOD.
King Richard the Third? He ascended the throne
In the year—oh, pshaw, what a shame!
I knew it last night, sir; 'pon honor I did—
At any rate, Richard was lame.
In the year—oh, pshaw, what a shame!
I knew it last night, sir; 'pon honor I did—
At any rate, Richard was lame.
It 's odd that I should not precisely recall
The year he began, sir, to rule.
(Bill Jones, can't you tell me, or are you too mean?
I'll pay you for this after school).
The year he began, sir, to rule.
(Bill Jones, can't you tell me, or are you too mean?
I'll pay you for this after school).
He attained his position by what? Let me think.
Oh! murdering all of his kin.
His two little nephews were cruelly drowned
In a hogshead of—was n't it gin?
Oh! murdering all of his kin.
His two little nephews were cruelly drowned
In a hogshead of—was n't it gin?
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To whom was he married? (Just whisper it, Bill,
And I'll lend you my ball a whole day.)
To whom was he married, sir? (Louder, Bill Jones,
I can't hear a word that you say!)
And I'll lend you my ball a whole day.)
To whom was he married, sir? (Louder, Bill Jones,
I can't hear a word that you say!)
How long did he reign? Twenty years. (There's a guess!)
Who killed him—in what famous fight?
Oh, yes, I remember; the Black Prince, of course,
At Hastings. (Bill, is n't that right?)
Who killed him—in what famous fight?
Oh, yes, I remember; the Black Prince, of course,
At Hastings. (Bill, is n't that right?)
Sufficient? Detained after school, sir! Well, well,
The justice of that I don't see.
It 's enough to discourage (Stop giggling, Bill Jones!)
A hard-working student like me!
The justice of that I don't see.
It 's enough to discourage (Stop giggling, Bill Jones!)
A hard-working student like me!
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