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The Humourous Poetry of the English Language

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Attacks a sister <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> smuggling trade,<br />

Whose winks, and nods, and sweet resistless smile,<br />

Ah, me! her paramour beguile,<br />

And to her bed <strong>of</strong> healthy straw persuade;<br />

Where mice with music charm, and vermin crawl,<br />

And snails with silver traces deck <strong>the</strong> wall.<br />

And now a cane, and now a whip he used,<br />

And now he kicked, and sore <strong>the</strong> palfry bruised;<br />

Yet, lo, <strong>the</strong> horse seemed patient at each kick,<br />

Arid bore with Christian spirit whip and stick;<br />

And what excessively provoked this prince,<br />

<strong>The</strong> horse so stubborn scorned even once to wince.<br />

Now rushed <strong>the</strong> monarch for a bow and arrow<br />

To shoot <strong>the</strong> rebel like a sparrow;<br />

And, lo, with shafts well steeled, with all his force,<br />

Just like a pincushion, he stuck <strong>the</strong> horse!<br />

Now with <strong>the</strong> fury <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> chafed wild boar,<br />

With nails and teeth <strong>the</strong> wounded horse he tore,<br />

Now to <strong>the</strong> floor he brought <strong>the</strong> stubborn beast;<br />

Now o'er <strong>the</strong> vanquish'd horse that dared rebel,<br />

Most Indian-like <strong>the</strong> monarch gave a yell,<br />

Pleased on <strong>the</strong> quadruped his eyes to feast;<br />

Blessed as Achilles when with fatal wound<br />

He brought <strong>the</strong> mighty Hector to <strong>the</strong> ground.<br />

Yet more to gratify his godlike ire,<br />

He vengeful flung <strong>the</strong> palfry in <strong>the</strong> fire!<br />

Showing his pages round, poor trembling things,<br />

How dangerous to resist <strong>the</strong> will <strong>of</strong> kings.<br />

THE TENDER HUSBAND.<br />

PETER PINDAR<br />

Lo, to <strong>the</strong> cruel hand <strong>of</strong> fate,<br />

My poor dear Grizzle, meek-souled mate,<br />

Resigns her tuneful breath--

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