. Slings and arrows . shoe-topsAnd her skirt. 10 THE DEAR OLD THING A MOST delectable sight is she,As arrayed in allThe blithesome garmenture of youth,A hat of rakish tiltAtop her head,With coat and skirtOf negligible length,And shoes lower than the lowest,She mincingly makes her wayBefore the eyesOf all the fancies thatThe years have passed her by,And that clothes canMake her young fortunate it isThat she cannot see herselfAs others see her. 11 THE ANGLERS IS it literary sacrilege,When we readIzaak Waltons remarkThat God never didMake a more calm,Quiet, innocent recreation
. Slings and arrows . shoe-topsAnd her skirt. 10 THE DEAR OLD THING A MOST delectable sight is she,As arrayed in allThe blithesome garmenture of youth,A hat of rakish tiltAtop her head,With coat and skirtOf negligible length,And shoes lower than the lowest,She mincingly makes her wayBefore the eyesOf all the fancies thatThe years have passed her by,And that clothes canMake her young fortunate it isThat she cannot see herselfAs others see her. 11 THE ANGLERS IS it literary sacrilege,When we readIzaak Waltons remarkThat God never didMake a more calm,Quiet, innocent recreationThan angling,To wonderWhat the fish thinksAbout its calmness,Quietude,And innocence? 12 THE DANGER SIGNAL U TDAD Curve Ahead, ? J Look out for School Children, Dangerous Corner,And so forth, and so forth,Are the foolish signsThat confront the motoristAs he makes his wayThrough town and what use are they?If he can see the signs,Cannot he also seeThe curves, the children,And the other dangersIn his path? 13. THE JACK IN-OFFICE FROM his deskArrogantlyHe lifts his as each visitorMeekly approachesHe gazes at the intruderAnd with the voiceOf one who sits In the official seats of the mightyBids him stateHis business As though he were masterAnd not a public his mienIt might be thoughtThat God Had placed him it was only manWho thus exalted him. 15 THE ENCYCLOPAEDISTS SOMETIMES it seemsAs if the makersOf encyclopaediasTake pleasureIn building a thorny pathFor , perchance,As in the case of Mark Twain,A writer is known solelyBy his pen-name,We look him up thereunder,Only to be informed,What we already knew,That this nameIs a pseudonym,And that we must seek himUnder his family nameIn another we wasteStill further timeIn cursingThese punctilious encyclopaedists. 16 THE TELEPHONE JARGONIST WHY insultThe good English languageStill furtherBy using The telephone jargonIn our daily speech?It is bad enoughTo vo
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