Punch (90.1886)

50 PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. [January 30, 1886.

SISTERS OF MERSEY.

Science. At last,
busy banks
No more are sundered.

Trade. Thanks, sweet

thanks!
How much I owe you !

Science. "lis my joy to aid

A sister so beneficent as Trade.
All seek my services, to all I lend
My ready help, yet often to what end ?
Bellona makes me minister of ill,
And red Sedition steals my subtlest skill
As forced auxiliary to'deeds of shame.
But in your cause to rule the earth, and
tame

The rebel elements is my delight.
Trade. Old Major Isaac made a splendid
fight

With Time and Nature, and the Trince
did well

To sing his praises. What a tale to tell
To envious Watkin !
Science. Ah! poor snubbed Sir

Edward,

His mingled thoughts to-night in going
bed-ward,

Will make his dreams, like Clarence's,
perturbed.

Trade. Well, bumptiousness too swelling
must be curbed;
But in these days of failures, factions,
fears,

How enviable your happy Engineers;
Who fight with Nature in agreement
hearty

To benefit their country, not a Party.