Punch . oon that shtruck the knight. That married the maid that carried the Jew, That shold (as he intensh to do) The golden locks and shilver rings Of SSratmtflljrmirc and jJfOftrteiljtrtugj? ! & mtscrte !Thus having given thanks, he drewHis two-fold weapon cutting true ; © taiStvit!And close he dipt, and clean and clear,From crown and temple, nape and ear. <B mistvie !The wind in pity soughed and sighed !The river beat the river side ! © migzxiz!The willows wept to stand and seeThe sweetest, softest heads that be, <© tnitizxiz !In ghastliest baldness gleam dead-white,And sink unhallowe
Punch . oon that shtruck the knight. That married the maid that carried the Jew, That shold (as he intensh to do) The golden locks and shilver rings Of SSratmtflljrmirc and jJfOftrteiljtrtugj? ! & mtscrte !Thus having given thanks, he drewHis two-fold weapon cutting true ; © taiStvit!And close he dipt, and clean and clear,From crown and temple, nape and ear. <B mistvie !The wind in pity soughed and sighed !The river beat the river side ! © migzxiz!The willows wept to stand and seeThe sweetest, softest heads that be, <© tnitizxiz !In ghastliest baldness gleam dead-white,And sink unhallowed out of sight! © migzxlz !But, lo, you ! Ere kind earth could foldTheir shame within its bosom cold, <& mitizxiz !The moon had laupht in mockery downAnd stampt a highlight on each crown ! ! ... <& xntezxiz !Thrice muttering deep his mystic note,The stillness of the night he smote : © tntezxiz !Then, with a treasure dangling slackFrom either shoulder adown his back, <9 miiexiz !. He, whistling in his whistle, strode,Nor felt he faint upon the road!& mtezxiz ! You may be sure that it was notThe road that leads to Camelot!© mtezxiz! Fr,D^u»? Willla,™ dourr, of No. 13, Upper Woburn Place, in the Pariah of St. Pancras, In (be Ctinntr o! Middlesex, and Fred-rick Mullett Evans. ->f No. 11. Bouverie Street, in the Precinot ofVtbitelriars, City of London. Pr titers, at their Office in Street, in ihe Prec nctiof Whitefnars, City of Londin and pjblished by them at , Kleet Street, in the Parish of St. Bride. Cityif Ijondon.—Saturday, March 24, 18fi6. March 31, 1866.] PUNCH. OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. 129 THE SLANG OF THE STAGE. Wonderful are the wants oneevery day sees advertised, andof all none are more wondrousthan the wants theatrical!For example, do just look atthis strange catalogue of someof them:— WANTED, an ENTIREDRAMATIC COMPANY, atthe close of the present EquestrianSeason, for the Bummer, includingLeading Gentleman, Heavy
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