Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 1, August 21, 1841 — John Shaqi
Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 1, August 21, 1841Various
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Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 1, August 21, 1841
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English wit and humor -- Periodicals
Does your mother know | Is your maternal parent's natural solicitude
you are out? | allayed by the information, that you have for
| the present vacated your domestic roof?
|
You don't lodge here, | You are geographically and statistically
Mr. Ferguson. | misinformed; this is by no means the
| accustomed place of your occupancy, Mr.
| Ferguson.
|
See! there he goes | Behold! he proceeds totally deprived of one
with his eye out. | moiety of his visual organs!
|
Don't you wish you | Pray confess, are you not really particularly
may get it? | anxious to obtain the desired object?
|
More t'other. | Infinitely, peculiarly, and most intensely
| the entire extreme and the absolute reverse.
|
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Quite different. | Dissimilar as the far-extended poles, or the
| deep-tinctured ebon skins of the dark
| denizens of Sol's sultry plains and the fair
| rivals of descending flakes of virgin snow,
| melting with envy on the peerless breast of
| fair Circassia's ten-fold white-washed
| daughters.
|
Over the left. | Decidedly in the ascendant of the sinister.
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From the nobleman who is selected to move the address in the House of
Lords, it would seem that the Whigs, tired of any further experiments in
turning their coats, are about to try what effect they can produce with an
_old Spencer_.
* * * * *
As the weather is to decide the question of the corn-laws, the rains that
have lately fallen may be called, with truth, the _reins_ of government.
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SPORTING IN DOWNING STREET.
"COME OUT--WILL YOU!"
The extraordinary attachment which the Whigs have displayed for office has
been almost without parallel in the history of ministerial fidelity.
Zoologists talk of the local affection of cats, but in what animal shall we
discover such a strong love of place as in the present government? Lord
John is a very badger in the courageous manner in which he has resisted the
repeated attacks of the Tory terriers. The odds, however, are too great for
even _his_ powers of defence; he has given some of the most forward of the
curs who have tried to drag him from his burrow some shrewd bites and
scratches that they will not forget in a hurry; but, overpowered by
numbers, he must "come out" at last, and yield the victory to his numerous
persecutors, who will, no doubt, plume themselves upon their dexterity at
drawing a badger.
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