. The choice works of Thomas Hood, in prose and verse. wo seconds still to live. To measure out the ground not long The seconds then forbore,And having taken one rash step They took a dozen more. Comir Annual, 1831. 55° ODE TO MR MALTHUS. Tht y next prepared eacli pistol-pan Attain^t the deadly putting in tlie prime of death Against the prime of life. Now all was ready for the foes,But when tliey took their stands, Fearmade them tremble, so they foundThey both were shaking hands. Said Mr C. to Mr B., Here one of us may fall,And like St Pauls Cathedral now, Be doomd to have a ball. I
. The choice works of Thomas Hood, in prose and verse. wo seconds still to live. To measure out the ground not long The seconds then forbore,And having taken one rash step They took a dozen more. Comir Annual, 1831. 55° ODE TO MR MALTHUS. Tht y next prepared eacli pistol-pan Attain^t the deadly putting in tlie prime of death Against the prime of life. Now all was ready for the foes,But when tliey took their stands, Fearmade them tremble, so they foundThey both were shaking hands. Said Mr C. to Mr B., Here one of us may fall,And like St Pauls Cathedral now, Be doomd to have a ball. I do confess I did attachMisconduct to your name ; If I withdraw the charge, will thenYour ramrod do the same ? Said Mr B., I do agree— But think of Honours Courts ! If we go off without a will be strange reports. But look, the morning now is bright,Thougli cloudy it begun ; Why cant we aim al)Ove, as ifWe had calid out the sun? So up into the harmless air,Their bullets they did send: And may all (jilier duels haveThat upshot in the end 1. Exchanging—Receiving the Difference. ODE TO MR MALTHUS* My dear, do pull the bell,And pull it well,And send those noisy children all up stairs,Now playing hero like bears—You George, and William, go into the grounds,Charles, James, and Bob are there,—and take your string, Drive horses, or fly kites, or anyihin;^-,Youre quite enough to play at hare and hounds ;—You lutle May, and Caroline, and Poll, Take each your doll,And go, my de rs, into the two-back pair,Your sister Margarets tl^.ere—Harriet and Grace, thank God, are both at school,At far-off Punty Pool— * Comic Annual, 1832. ODE TO MR MALTHUS. I want to read, but really cant get on—Let the four twins, Mark, Matthew, Luke, and John,Go—to their nursery—go-^I never canEnjoy my Malthus among such a clan ! Oh Mr Malthus, I agree In everything I read with thee ! The worlds too full, there is no doubt, And wants a deal of thinning out,— Its plain—as plain as Ha
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