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That Crusher looked; and said; With unimpaired urbanity; 〃SIR 
HERBERT; you've a head That teems with inhumanity。 

〃Here's Murder; Envy; Strife (Propensity to kill any); And Lies as large 
as life; And heaps of Social Villany。 

〃Here's Love of Bran…New Clothes; Embezzling … Arson … Deism … A 
taste for Slang and Oaths; And Fraudulent Trusteeism。 

〃Here's Love of Groundless Charge … Here's Malice; too; and Trickery; 
Unusually large Your bump of Pocket…Pickery … 〃 

〃Stop!〃 said the Bart。; 〃my cup Is full … I'm worse than him in all; 
Policeman; take me up … No doubt I am some criminal!〃 

That Pleeceman's scorn grew large (Phrenology had nettled it); He 
took that Bart。 in charge … I don't know how they settled it。 

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Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 

Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 

ONCE a fairy Light and airy Married with a mortal; Men; however; 
Never; never Pass the fairy portal。 Slyly stealing; She to Ealing Made a 
daily journey; There she found him; Clients round him (He was an 
attorney)。 

Long they tarried; Then they married。 When the ceremony Once was 
ended; Off they wended On their moon of honey。 Twelvemonth; maybe; 
Saw a baby (Friends performed an orgie)。 Much they prized him; And 
baptized him By the name of GEORGIE; 

GEORGIE grew up; Then he flew up To his fairy mother。 Happy 
meeting … Pleasant greeting … Kissing one another。 〃Choose a calling Most 
enthralling; I sincerely urge ye。〃 〃Mother;〃 said he (Rev'rence made he); 〃I 
would join the clergy。 

〃Give permission In addition … Pa will let me do it: There's a living In 
his giving … He'll appoint me to it。 Dreams of coff'ring; Easter off'ring; 
Tithe and rent and pew…rate; So inflame me (Do not blame me); That I'll 
be a curate。〃 

She; with pleasure; Said; 〃My treasure; 'T is my wish precisely。 Do 
your duty; There's a beauty; You have chosen wisely。 Tell your father I 
would rather As a churchman rank you。 You; in clover; I'll watch over。〃 
GEORGIE said; 〃Oh; thank you!〃 

GEORGIE scudded; Went and studied; Made all preparations; And 
with credit (Though he said it) Passed examinations。 (Do not quarrel With 
him; moral; Scrupulous digestions … 'Twas his mother; And no other; 
Answered all the questions。) 

Time proceeded; Little needed GEORGIE admonition: He; elated; 
Vindicated Clergyman's position。 People round him Always found him 
Plain and unpretending; Kindly teaching; Plainly preaching; All his money 
lending。 

So the fairy; Wise and wary; Felt no sorrow rising … No occasion For 
persuasion; Warning; or advising。 He; resuming Fairy pluming (That's not 
English; is it?) Oft would fly up; To the sky up; Pay mamma a visit。 

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Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 

Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 

Time progressing; GEORGIE'S blessing Grew more Ritualistic Popish 
scandals; Tonsures … sandals … Genuflections mystic; Gushing 
meetings … Bosom…beatings … Heavenly ecstatics … Broidered spencers Copes 
and censers … Rochets and dalmatics。 

This quandary Vexed the fairy … Flew she down to Ealing。 〃GEORGIE; 
stop it! Pray you; drop it; Hark to my appealing: To this foolish Papal rule…
ish Twaddle put an ending; This a swerve is From our Service Plain and 
unpretending。〃 

He; replying; Answered; sighing; Hawing; hemming; humming; 〃It's a 
pity … They're so pritty; Yet in mode becoming; Mother tender; I'll 
surrender … I'll be unaffected … 〃 But his Bishop Into HIS shop Entered 
unexpected! 

〃Who is this; sir; … Ballet miss; sir?〃 Said the Bishop coldly。 〃'T is my 
mother; And no other;〃 GEORGIE answered boldly。 〃Go along; sir! You 
are wrong; sir; You have years in plenty; While this hussy (Gracious 
mussy!) Isn't two and twenty!〃 

(Fairies clever Never; never Grow in visage older; And the fairy; All 
unwary; Leant upon his shoulder!) Bishop grieved him; Disbelieved him; 
GEORGE the point grew warm on; Changed religion; Like a pigeon; (14) 
And became a Mormon! 

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Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 

Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 

A MAIDEN sat at her window wide; Pretty enough for a Prince's bride; 
Yet nobody came to claim her。 She sat like a beautiful picture there; With 
pretty bluebells and roses fair; And jasmine…leaves to frame her。 And why 
she sat there nobody knows; But this she sang as she plucked a rose; The 
leaves around her strewing: 〃I've time to lose and power to choose; 'T is 
not so much the gallant who woos; But the gallant's WAY of wooing!〃 

A lover came riding by awhile; A wealthy lover was he; whose smile 
Some maids would value greatly … A formal lover; who bowed and bent; 
With many a high…flown compliment; And cold demeanour stately; 
〃You've still;〃 said she to her suitor stern; 〃The 'prentice…work of your 
craft to learn; If thus you come a…cooing。 I've time to lose and power to 
choose; 'T is not so much the gallant who woos; As the gallant's WAY of 
wooing!〃 

A second lover came ambling by … A timid lad with a frightened eye 
And a colour mantling highly。 He muttered the errand on which he'd come; 
Then only chuckled and bit his thumb; And simpered; simpered shyly。 
〃No;〃 said the maiden; 〃go your way; You dare but think what a man 
would say; Yet dare to come a…suing! I've time to lose and power to choose; 
'T is not so much the gallant who woos; As the gallant's WAY of wooing!〃 

A third rode up at a startling pace … A suitor poor; with a homely face No 
doubts appeared to bind him。 He kissed her lips and he pressed her 
waist; And off he rode with the maiden; placed On a pillion safe behind 
him。 And she heard the suitor bold confide This golden hint to the priest 
who tied The knot there's no undoing; With pretty young maidens who can 
choose; 'T is not so much the gallant who woos; As the gallant's WAY of 
wooing!〃 

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Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 

Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 

THE sun was setting in its wonted west; When HONGREE; Sub…
Lieutenant of Chassoores; Met MAHRY DAUBIGNY; the Village Rose; 
Under the Wizard's Oak … old trysting…place Of those who loved in rosy 
Aquitaine。 

They thought themselves unwatched; but they were not; For 
HONGREE; Sub…Lieutenant of Chassoores; Found in LIEUTENANTCOLONEL 
JOOLES DUBOSC A rival; envious and unscrupulous; Who 
thought it not foul scorn to dodge his steps; And listen; unperceived; to all 
that passed Between the simple little Village Rose And HONGREE; Sub…
Lieutenant of Chassoores。 

A clumsy barrack…bully was DUBOSC; Quite unfamiliar with the 
well…bred tact That animates a proper gentleman In dealing with a girl of 
humble rank。 You'll understand his coarseness when I say He would have 
married MAHRY DAUBIGNY; And dragged the unsophisticated girl Into 
the whirl of fashionable life; For which her singularly rustic ways; Her 
breeding (moral; but extremely rude); Her language (chaste; but 
ungrammatical); Would absolutely have unfitted her。 How different to this 
unreflecting boor Was HONGREE; Sub…Lieutenant of Chassoores。 

Contemporary with the incident Related in our opening paragraph; 
Was that sad war 'twixt Gallia and ourselves That followed on the treaty 
signed at Troyes; And so LIEUTENANT…COLONEL JOOLES DUBOSC 
(Brave soldier; he; with all his faults of style) And HONGREE; Sub…
Lieutenant of Chassoores; Were sent by CHARLES of France against the 
lines Of our Sixth HENRY (Fourteen twenty…nine); To drive his legions 
out of Aquitaine。 

When HONGREE; Sub…Lieutenant of Chassoores; Returned; 
suspecting nothing; to his camp; After his meeting with the Village Rose; 

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Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 

〃Young HONGREE; Sub…Lieutenant of Chassoores; This night we 
shall attack the English camp: Be the 'forlorn hope' yours … you'll lead it; 
sir; And lead it too with credit; I've no doubt。 As every man must certainly 
be killed (For you are twenty 'gainst two thousand men); It is not likely 
that you will return。 But what of that? you'll

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