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My Dream
Absurd as it seems
To talk about dreams,
Many persons there are who delight in such themes;
More believe in them, too, than would like to be known,
For whose edification hear one of my own.
To talk about dreams,
Many persons there are who delight in such themes;
More believe in them, too, than would like to be known,
For whose edification hear one of my own.
Methought before dark
I walked in the Park,
When in run three roysterers bent on a lark,—
Lord Abinger, Wallack, and Poole,—who like bucks
Began pulling the shrubs up and pelting the ducks.
I walked in the Park,
When in run three roysterers bent on a lark,—
Lord Abinger, Wallack, and Poole,—who like bucks
Began pulling the shrubs up and pelting the ducks.
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With his wig and his mace,
And a very long face,
Came the Speaker, and bade them get out of the place;
So they went to the Quadrant, where Louis Philippe
Had just been detected in killing a sheep.
And a very long face,
Came the Speaker, and bade them get out of the place;
So they went to the Quadrant, where Louis Philippe
Had just been detected in killing a sheep.
As he could not find bail,
He was taken to jail,
But the Lord Mayor of Dublin stood there with his tail,
Saying, “Take him elsewhere, for we've really no room,
The last cell we had's just engaged by Lord Brougham.”
He was taken to jail,
But the Lord Mayor of Dublin stood there with his tail,
Saying, “Take him elsewhere, for we've really no room,
The last cell we had's just engaged by Lord Brougham.”
Then they call'd for a cab,
When a dirty-faced drab,
Whom Lord Waterford said was the fairy Queen Mab,
Jumped up on the dickey, and seizing the reins,
Drove over Sam Rogers, and knock'd out his brains.
When a dirty-faced drab,
Whom Lord Waterford said was the fairy Queen Mab,
Jumped up on the dickey, and seizing the reins,
Drove over Sam Rogers, and knock'd out his brains.
At this terrible sight
They were all in affright,
And called Mr. Wakley to set matters right,
Who proceeded forthwith to impanel a jury,
To sit on the body, in Perkins's Brewery.
They were all in affright,
And called Mr. Wakley to set matters right,
Who proceeded forthwith to impanel a jury,
To sit on the body, in Perkins's Brewery.
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Mrs. Trollope was there,
And was urged to declare
All she knew of this very distressing affair;
But the lady was cautious, declining to mix
Up herself, as she said, in so handsome a fix.
And was urged to declare
All she knew of this very distressing affair;
But the lady was cautious, declining to mix
Up herself, as she said, in so handsome a fix.
Upon which Richard Shiel
Swore he knew that Tom Steele
Had pulled out the lynch-pin that fastened the wheel,
While Archdeacon Wilberforce offered to bet
The policeman a crown that the cab had upset.
Swore he knew that Tom Steele
Had pulled out the lynch-pin that fastened the wheel,
While Archdeacon Wilberforce offered to bet
The policeman a crown that the cab had upset.
—But Mamma, with a wink,
Says, “Really I think
You're wasting a great deal of paper and ink,
So finish your verses—if verses you style 'em—
Or off you both go to the Hanwell Asylum!”
Says, “Really I think
You're wasting a great deal of paper and ink,
So finish your verses—if verses you style 'em—
Or off you both go to the Hanwell Asylum!”
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