│14│O rare │And _bricks_ as hard as any _stone_, │ coming, │ │ │ │ I can't refuse on BOXING DAY. │ │ │15│Christmas │ │ ♀ ♐ ♄ ♑ ♊ │ │ │ │As I was walking in the street, │ │ │16│fare │ I met the Butcher with his tray; │ then shall │ │ │ │He thrust the corner in my eye,— │ │ │17│a fig │ I'll think of him on BOXING DAY. │ you │ │ │ │ │ │ │18│for care │The Scavenger, who plaster'd me, │ not be │ │ │ │ When dress'd in wedding-suit so gay, │ │ │19│kiss │Now hopes I 'von't forget, d'ye see, │disappointed│ │ │ │ As how that this here's BOXING DAY.' │ │ │20│below │ │ │ │ │ │My house on fire—no turncock found; │ ♐ ☽ ♀ ♉ │ │21│the │ My house burnt down—he came to say, │ │ │ │ │He hop'd that I'd reward his zeal, │ and │ │22│misteltoe │ And think of him on BOXING DAY. │ │ │ │ │ │ if it be │ │23│laugh │The Bellman, Dustman, Chimney-sweep, │ │ │ │ │ Bring up the rear in smart array, │ │ │24│quaff │And all get drunk, and strip to fight, │ ♃ ☌ ♈ ⊕ ♐ │ │ │ │ To prove it is a BOXING DAY. │ │ │25│never │ │fine summer │ │ │ │ │ │ │26│fear │ │ weather, │ │ │ │ │ │ │27│with │ │ then │ │ │ │ │ │ │28│merry │ │I say again │ │ │ │ │ │ │29│glee │ │ ♐ ♀ ☉ │ │ │ │ │ │ │30│conclude │ │bethink you │ │ │ │ │ │ │31│the year │ │of the Comet│ └──┴──────────┴──────────────────────────────────────────┴────────────┘ VALEDICTION. Farewell, my merry gentlemen,—let nothing you dismay; But take good heart, for tho' we part, we'll meet another day; I hope, next year, when, never fear, I'll have enough to say, And bring tidings of comfort and joy.