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course;〃 replied puzzled old POND。 〃I see;〃 said old TOMMY MORELL。
〃Very good; then;〃 continued the lord; 〃When it's fooled to the top of
its bent; With a sweep of a Damocles sword The web of intention is rent。
〃That's patent to all of us here; As any mere schoolboy can tell。〃
POND answered; 〃Of course it's quite clear〃; And so did that humbug
MORELL。
〃Its tone's esoteric in force … I trust that I make myself clear?〃
MORELL only answered; 〃Of course;〃 While POND slowly muttered;
〃Hear; hear。〃
〃Volition … celestial prize; Pellucid as porphyry cell … Is based on a
principle wise。〃 〃Quite so;〃 exclaimed POND and MORELL。
〃From what I have said you will see That I couldn't wed either … in fine;
By Nature's unchanging decree YOUR daughters could never be MINE。
〃Go home to your pigs and your ricks; My hands of the matter I've
rinsed。〃 So they take up their hats and their sticks; 。 And EXEUNT AMBO;
convinced。
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Ballad: The Ghost; The Gallant;
The Gael; And The Goblin
O'er unreclaimed suburban clays Some years ago were hobblin' An
elderly ghost of easy ways; And an influential goblin。 The ghost was a
sombre spectral shape; A fine old five…act fogy; The goblin imp; a lithe
young ape; A fine low…comedy bogy。
And as they exercised their joints; Promoting quick digestion; They
talked on several curious points; And raised this delicate question: 〃Which
of us two is Number One … The ghostie; or the goblin?〃 And o'er the point
they raised in fun They fairly fell a…squabblin'。
They'd barely speak; and each; in fine; Grew more and more reflective:
Each thought his own particular line By chalks the more effective。 At
length they settled some one should By each of them be haunted; And so
arrange that either could Exert his prowess vaunted。
〃The Quaint against the Statuesque〃 … By competition lawful … The
goblin backed the Quaint Grotesque; The ghost the Grandly Awful。 〃Now;〃
said the goblin; 〃here's my plan … In attitude commanding; I see a stalwart
Englishman By yonder tailor's standing。
〃The very fittest man on earth My influence to try on … Of gentle;
p'r'aps of noble birth; And dauntless as a lion! Now wrap yourself within
your shroud … Remain in easy hearing … Observe … you'll hear him scream
aloud When I begin appearing!
The imp with yell unearthly … wild … Threw off his dark enclosure: His
dauntless victim looked and smiled With singular composure。 For hours he
tried to daunt the youth; For days; indeed; but vainly … The stripling smiled!
… to tell the truth; The stripling smiled inanely。
For weeks the goblin weird and wild; That noble stripling haunted; For
weeks the stripling stood and smiled; Unmoved and all undaunted。 The
sombre ghost exclaimed; 〃Your plan Has failed you; goblin; plainly: Now
watch yon hardy Hieland man; So stalwart and ungainly。
〃These are the men who chase the roe; Whose footsteps never falter;
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Who bring with them; where'er they go; A smack of old SIR WALTER。 Of
such as he; the men sublime Who lead their troops victorious; Whose
deeds go down to after…time; Enshrined in annals glorious!
〃Of such as he the bard has said 'Hech thrawfu' raltie rorkie! Wi' thecht
ta' croonie clapperhead And fash' wi' unco pawkie!' He'll faint away when
I appear; Upon his native heather; Or p'r'aps he'll only scream with fear; Or
p'r'aps the two together。〃
The spectre showed himself; alone; To do his ghostly battling; With
curdling groan and dismal moan; And lots of chains a…rattling! But no … the
chiel's stout Gaelic stuff Withstood all ghostly harrying; His fingers closed
upon the snuff Which upwards he was carrying。
For days that ghost declined to stir; A foggy shapeless giant … For
weeks that splendid officer Stared back again defiant。 Just as the
Englishman returned The goblin's vulgar staring; Just so the Scotchman
boldly spurned The ghost's unmannered scaring。
For several years the ghostly twain These Britons bold have haunted;
But all their efforts are in vain … Their victims stand undaunted。 This very
day the imp; and ghost; Whose powers the imp derided; Stand each at his
allotted post … The bet is undecided。
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Ballad: The Phantom Curate。 A
Fable
A BISHOP once … I will not name his see … Annoyed his clergy in the
mode conventional; From pulpit shackles never set them free; And found a
sin where sin was unintentional。 All pleasures ended in abuse auricular …
The Bishop was so terribly particular。
Though; on the whole; a wise and upright man; He sought to make of
human pleasures clearances; And form his priests on that much…lauded
plan Which pays undue attention to appearances。 He couldn't do good
deeds without a psalm in 'em; Although; in truth; he bore away the palm in
'em。
Enraged to find a deacon at a dance; Or catch a curate at some mild
frivolity; He sought by open censure to enhance Their dread of joining
harmless social jollity。 Yet he enjoyed (a fact of notoriety) The ordinary
pleasures of society。
One evening; sitting at a pantomime (Forbidden treat to those who
stood in fear of him); Roaring at jokes; SANS metre; sense; or rhyme; He
turned; and saw immediately in rear of him; His peace of mind upsetting;
and annoying it; A curate; also heartily enjoying it。
Again; 't was Christmas Eve; and to enhance His children's pleasure in
their harmless rollicking; He; like a good old fellow; stood to dance; When
something checked the current of his frolicking: That curate; with a maid
he treated lover…ly; Stood up and figured with him in the 〃Coverley!〃
Once; yielding to an universal choice (The company's demand was an
emphatic one; For the old Bishop had a glorious voice); In a quartet he
joined … an operatic one。 Harmless enough; though ne'er a word of grace in
it; When; lo! that curate came and took the bass in it!
One day; when passing through a quiet street; He stopped awhile and
joined a Punch's gathering; And chuckled more than solemn folk think
meet; To see that gentleman his Judy lathering; And heard; as Punch was
being treated penalty; That phantom curate laughing all hyaenally。
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Now at a picnic; 'mid fair golden curls; Bright eyes; straw hats;
BOTTINES that fit amazingly; A croquet…bout is planned by all the girls;
And he; consenting; speaks of croquet praisingly; But suddenly declines to
play at all in it … The curate fiend has come to take a ball in it!
Next; when at quiet sea…side village; freed From cares episcopal and
ties monarchical; He grows his beard; and smokes his fragrant weed; In
manner anything but hierarchical … He sees … and fixes an unearthly stare
on it … That curate's face; with half a yard of hair on it!
At length he gave a charge; and spake this word: 〃Vicars; your curates
to enjoyment urge ye may; To check their harmless pleasuring's absurd;
What laymen do without reproach; my clergy may。〃 He spake; and lo! at
this concluding word of him; The curate vanished … no one since has heard
of him。
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Ballad: The Sensation Captain
No nobler captain ever trod Than CAPTAIN PARKLEBURY TODD;
So good … so wise … so brave; he! But still; as all his friends would own; He
had one folly … one alone … This Captain in the Navy。
I do not think I ever knew A man so wholly given to Creating a
sensation; Or p'raps I should in justice say … To what in an Adel