Matin Bells and Scarlet and Gold By "F. Harald Williams"[i.e. F. W. O. Ward]. First Edition |
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GEORGE. |
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GEORGE.
There is no one exactly like versatile George
For a fight or a feast—
And he minds not the least
Which—if he may be free with his knuckles or gorge;
For a meal or a maul,
He is ready with all;
And the lasses
Who scream “Hallelujah,” and strum
On the drum,
And the tambourine, share with his glasses
The honour to warm
His big muscular form.
For a fight or a feast—
And he minds not the least
Which—if he may be free with his knuckles or gorge;
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He is ready with all;
And the lasses
Who scream “Hallelujah,” and strum
On the drum,
And the tambourine, share with his glasses
The honour to warm
His big muscular form.
George is handy and lives like the rest by his wits,
Now he swaggers as groom
And carries a broom,
Or imposes on dupes with deplorable fits;
In the sunshine and shade,
He is busy with trade;
And sells matches
To youngsters who study their pipes,
But want stripes;
And his clothes are uncleaness and patches;
But dig through the dirt,
You may come to a shirt.
Now he swaggers as groom
And carries a broom,
Or imposes on dupes with deplorable fits;
In the sunshine and shade,
He is busy with trade;
And sells matches
To youngsters who study their pipes,
But want stripes;
And his clothes are uncleaness and patches;
But dig through the dirt,
You may come to a shirt.
George has only one eye which is better than two,
And the bridge of his nose
Has a bashful repose—
The result of a conflict his folly would woo;
Though this always will pay
Pretty well in the day,
With the fiction,
Worked up with appropriate tears
And dark fears,
And served hot as a dreadful affliction;
For each artful gash,
Is worth something in cash.
And the bridge of his nose
Has a bashful repose—
The result of a conflict his folly would woo;
Though this always will pay
Pretty well in the day,
With the fiction,
Worked up with appropriate tears
And dark fears,
And served hot as a dreadful affliction;
For each artful gash,
Is worth something in cash.
O a long-headed man and sharp dealer is George,
With his mercantile eye
When to sell or to buy,
And a hand as the hammer that strikes at the forge,
Moving true with its chime
To the purpose and time,
If in tatters;
And though none is quicker than he
For a spree,
When he gives like a monarch he scatters;
He's a master in guile,
But not utterly vile.
With his mercantile eye
When to sell or to buy,
And a hand as the hammer that strikes at the forge,
Moving true with its chime
To the purpose and time,
If in tatters;
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For a spree,
When he gives like a monarch he scatters;
He's a master in guile,
But not utterly vile.
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