Parodies of the works of English & American authors, vol. IV
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Parodies of the works of English & American authors, vol. IV
Parodies
At length the soup-coppers repairs did need,
The copper-smith came, and there he seed;
A dollop of bones lay grizzling there,
In the legs of the breeches the boy did vear;
To gain his fill the boy did stoop,
And, dreadful to tell, he vos boiled in the soup!
And ve all of us say it, and say with a sneer,
That he vos pushed in by the overseer!
Oh, the poor vorkhouse boy &c.
From _The Victoria Minstrel_.
Published by JAMES DUFFY, Dublin.
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THE FAMILY GHOST.
At the Old Manor House and ancestral Hall,
Where the ivy climbs over the gable-end wall,
A Rookery lends the domain a charm,
And the rats and the mice within-door swarm;
And, time out of mind, as the talk hath been,
There’s a spectral Thing to be heard and seen.
O, the Family Ghost!
O, the Family Ghost!
A sound, as it were, of a rustling train,
That sweeps into the chambers, and out again,
And anon there appeareth an ancient Dame,
Like a figure stept out of a picture-frame,
In a stomacher, frill, and farthingale,
And her eyes glimmer through an antique lace-veil.
O, the Family Ghost!
O, the Family Ghost!
There’s a room where the Ghost is given to keep
So in that one apartment that none dare sleep,
No man-servant, maid servant, girl, or groom,
Will adventure a night in the Haunted Room.
Should the Host any Stranger away there stow,
The Ghost of the Family lets him know.
O, the Family Ghost!
O, the Family Ghost!
A something in sooth it may be to boast,
That a fellow hath gotten a Family Ghost,
For a Family Ghost to a Family Name
Is a sort of appurtenance much the same
As a coat-of-arms, or a Family Tree;
No such Ghost but for persons of pedigree.
O, the Family Ghost!
O, the Family Ghost!
In your stuccoed Villas it scorns to dwell;
Stands only the hold of your high-born Swell.
It disdains to appear――having too much pride――
To the family circle at Christmastide,
Where, if ghost-stories then be but truly told,
It could, an it listed, a tale unfold.
O, the Family Ghost!
O, the Family Ghost!
_Punch._ December 29, 1883.
――――:o:――――
HOME, SWEET HOME.
By J. HOWARD PAYNE, in the opera of “Clari,
the Maid of Milan.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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