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While I can … and will … cook YOU!'



〃So he boils the water; and takes the salt

And the pepper in portions true

(Which he never forgot); and some chopped shalot。

And some sage and parsley too。



〃'Come here;' says he; with a proper pride;

Which his smiling features tell;

''T will soothing be if I let you see

How extremely nice you'll smell。'



〃And he stirred it round and round and round;

And he sniffed at the foaming froth;

When I ups with his heels; and smothers his squeals

In the scum of the boiling broth。



〃And I eat that cook in a week or less;

And … as I eating be

The last of his chops; why; I almost drops;

For a wessel in sight I see!



* * * *



〃And I never larf; and I never smile;

And I never lark nor play;

But sit and croak; and a single joke

I have … which is to say:



〃Oh; I am a cook and a captain bold;

And the mate of the NANCY brig;

And a bo'sun tight; and a midshipmite;

And the crew of the captain's gig!'〃







Ballad: THE BISHOP OF RUM…TI…FOO。







FROM east and south the holy clan

Of Bishops gathered to a man;

To Synod; called Pan…Anglican;

In flocking crowds they came。

Among them was a Bishop; who

Had lately been appointed to

The balmy isle of Rum…ti…Foo;

And PETER was his name。



His people … twenty…three in sum …

They played the eloquent tum…tum;

And lived on scalps served up; in rum …

The only sauce they knew。

When first good BISHOP PETER came

(For PETER was that Bishop's name);

To humour them; he did the same

As they of Rum…ti…Foo。



His flock; I've often heard him tell;

(His name was PETER) loved him well;

And; summoned by the sound of bell;

In crowds together came。

〃Oh; massa; why you go away?

Oh; MASSA PETER; please to stay。〃

(They called him PETER; people say;

Because it was his name。)



He told them all good boys to be;

And sailed away across the sea;

At London Bridge that Bishop he

Arrived one Tuesday night;

And as that night he homeward strode

To his Pan…Anglican abode;

He passed along the Borough Road;

And saw a gruesome sight。



He saw a crowd assembled round

A person dancing on the ground;

Who straight began to leap and bound

With all his might and main。

To see that dancing man he stopped;

Who twirled and wriggled; skipped and hopped;

Then down incontinently dropped;

And then sprang up again。



The Bishop chuckled at the sight。

〃This style of dancing would delight

A simple Rum…ti…Foozleite。

I'll learn it if I can;

To please the tribe when I get back。〃

He begged the man to teach his knack。

〃Right Reverend Sir; in half a crack!

Replied that dancing man。



The dancing man he worked away;

And taught the Bishop every day …

The dancer skipped like any fay …

Good PETER did the same。

The Bishop buckled to his task;

With BATTEMENTS; and PAS DE BASQUE。

(I'll tell you; if you care to ask;

That PETER was his name。)



〃Come; walk like this;〃 the dancer said;

〃Stick out your toes … stick in your head;

Stalk on with quick; galvanic tread …

Your fingers thus extend;

The attitude's considered quaint。〃

The weary Bishop; feeling faint;

Replied; 〃I do not say it ain't;

But 'Time!' my Christian friend!〃



〃We now proceed to something new …

Dance as the PAYNES and LAURIS do;

Like this … one; two … one; two … one; two。〃

The Bishop; never proud;

But in an overwhelming heat

(His name was PETER; I repeat)

Performed the PAYNE and LAURI feat;

And puffed his thanks aloud。



Another game the dancer planned …

〃Just take your ankle in your hand;

And try; my lord; if you can stand …

Your body stiff and stark。

If; when revisiting your see;

You learnt to hop on shore … like me …

The novelty would striking be;

And must attract remark。〃



〃No;〃 said the worthy Bishop; 〃no;

That is a length to which; I trow;

Colonial Bishops cannot go。

You may express surprise

At finding Bishops deal in pride …

But if that trick I ever tried;

I should appear undignified

In Rum…ti…Foozle's eyes。



〃The islanders of Rum…ti…Foo

Are well…conducted persons; who

Approve a joke as much as you;

And laugh at it as such;

But if they saw their Bishop land;

His leg supported in his hand;

The joke they wouldn't understand …

'T would pain them very much!〃







Ballad: THE PRECOCIOUS BABY。  A VERY TRUE TALE。

(TO BE SUNG TO THE AIR OF THE 〃WHISTLING OYSTER。〃)







AN elderly person … a prophet by trade …

With his quips and tips

On withered old lips;

He married a young and a beautiful maid;

The cunning old blade!

Though rather decayed;

He married a beautiful; beautiful maid。



She was only eighteen; and as fair as could be;

With her tempting smiles

And maidenly wiles;

And he was a trifle past seventy…three:

Now what she could see

Is a puzzle to me;

In a prophet of seventy … seventy…three!



Of all their acquaintances bidden (or bad)

With their loud high jinks

And underbred winks;

None thought they'd a family have … but they had;

A dear little lad

Who drove 'em half mad;

For he turned out a horribly fast little cad。



For when he was born he astonished all by;

With their 〃Law; dear me!〃

〃Did ever you see?〃

He'd a pipe in his mouth and a glass in his eye;

A hat all awry …

An octagon tie …

And a miniature … miniature glass in his eye。



He grumbled at wearing a frock and a cap;

With his 〃Oh; dear; oh!〃

And his 〃Hang it! 'oo know!〃

And he turned up his nose at his excellent pap …

〃My friends; it's a tap

Dat is not worf a rap。〃

(Now this was remarkably excellent pap。)



He'd chuck his nurse under the chin; and he'd say;

With his 〃Fal; lal; lal〃 …

〃'Oo doosed fine gal!〃

This shocking precocity drove 'em away:

〃A month from to…day

Is as long as I'll stay …

Then I'd wish; if you please; for to toddle away。〃



His father; a simple old gentleman; he

With nursery rhyme

And 〃Once on a time;〃

Would tell him the story of 〃Little Bo…P;〃

〃So pretty was she;

So pretty and wee;

As pretty; as pretty; as pretty could be。〃



But the babe; with a dig that would startle an ox;

With his 〃C'ck!  Oh; my! …

Go along wiz 'oo; fie!〃

Would exclaim; 〃I'm afraid 'oo a socking ole fox。〃

Now a father it shocks;

And it whitens his locks;

When his little babe calls him a shocking old fox。



The name of his father he'd couple and pair

(With his ill…bred laugh;

And insolent chaff)

With those of the nursery heroines rare …

Virginia the Fair;

Or Good Goldenhair;

Till the nuisance was more than a prophet could bear。



〃There's Jill and White Cat〃 (said the bold little brat;

With his loud; 〃Ha; ha!〃)

〃'Oo sly ickle Pa!

Wiz 'oo Beauty; Bo…Peep; and 'oo Mrs。 Jack Sprat!

I've noticed 'oo pat

MY pretty White Cat …

I sink dear mamma ought to know about dat!〃



He early determined to marry and wive;

For better or worse

With his elderly nurse …

Which the poor little boy didn't live to contrive:

His hearth didn't thrive …

No longer alive;

He died an enfeebled old dotard at five!



MORAL。



Now; elderly men of the bachelor crew;

With wrinkled hose

And spectacled nose;

Don't marry at all … you may take it as true

If ever you do

The step you will rue;

For your babes will be elderly … elderly too。







Ballad: TO PHOEBE。 (2)







〃GENTLE; modest little flower;

Sweet epitome of May;

Love me but for half an hour;

Love me; love me; little fay。〃

Sentences so fiercely flaming

In your tiny shell…like ear;

I should always be exclaiming

If I loved you; PHOEBE dear。



〃Smiles that thrill from any distance

Shed upon me while I sing!

Please ecstaticize existence;

Love me; oh; thou fairy thing!〃

Words like these; outpouring sadly

You'd perpetually hear;

If I loved you fondly; madly; …

But I do not; PHOEBE dear。







Ballad: BAINES CAREW; GENTLEMAN。




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