Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 158, 1920-05-05Various
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Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 158, 1920-05-05
Various
English wit and humor -- Periodicals
No other journal appears to have noticed this remarkable extension of the
_Entente Cordiale_.
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SUSSEX GODS.
I have been told, and do not doubt,
That Devon lanes are dim with trees,
And shagged with fern, and loved of bees,
And all with roses pranked about;
I do believe that other-where
The woods are green, the meadows fair.
And woods, I know, have always been
The haunt of fairies, good or grim;
There the knight-errant hasted him;
There _Bottom_ found _King Oberon's_ Queen;
The Enchanted Castle _always_ stood
Deep in the shadow of a wood.
But I know upland spirits too
Who love the shadeless downs to climb;
There, in the far-off fabled time,
Men called them when the moon was new,
And built them little huts of stone
With briar and thistle over-grown.
The trees are few and do not bend
To make a whispering swaying arch;
They are the elder and the larch,
Who have the north-east wind for friend,
And shield them from his bluff salute
With elbow kinked and moss-girt root.
There, when the clear Spring sunset dies
Like a great pearl dissolved in wine,
Forgotten stragglers half-divine
Creep to their ancient sanctuaries
Where salt-sweet thyme and sorrel-spire
Feed on the dust of ancient fire.
And when the light is almost dead,
Low-swung and loose the brown clouds flow
In an unhasting happy row
Out seaward over Beachy Head,
Where, far below, the faithful sea
Mutters its wordless liturgy;
Then Sussex gods of sky and sun,
Gods never worshipped in a grove,
Walk on the hills they used to love,
Where the _Long Man of Wilmington_,
Warden of their old frontier, stands
And welcomes them with sceptred hands.
D.M.S.
* * * * *
Improving upon Nature.
From an hotel advertisement:--
"Fishing on lake and stream, also 4-1/2 miles Vyrnwy River, recently
redecorated."
_Provincial Paper._
* * * * *
"SHOT AT DAWN AGAIN.
BY HORATIO BOTTOMLEY."
_"John Bull" Poster._
This accomplished marksman seems to have missed his man at the first
attempt.
* * * * *
WHEN THE CHESTNUT FLOWERS.
FAMOUS FOLK WHO VISIT HAMPTON COURT.
(_Specially contributed by our mendacious Paragraphical Expert after the
best models._)
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