DOI issue:
July 21, 1860
DOI Page / Citation link:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16866#0032
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
[July 21, 1860.
THE VOLUNTEER MOVEMENT.
Foreign Party. “ Mai?, Mosieu Bool, 1 ave all ways thought you vass great Shopkeepare ! ”
Mr. Bool. “ So I am, Moossoo—and these are some of the Boys who mind the Shop !—Comprenny ? ”
CONSTITUTIONS!
ALL A-BLOWING—ALL A-GROWING !
Our sages in weather lore knowiug,
Look blank at the chance of the crops,
And dtclare this wet summer is going
To ruin our wheat, hay, and hops.
Nor alone on our tight little island
Has Pkcebus forgotten to shine,
In all climes, North or South, low or high land,
This year he seems out of his line.
But while anxious Europe is dreading
Short harvests, high prices, and dearth,
There’s one crop, at least, that seems growing
Just where you’d least look for its birth.
That’s the delicate annual, with which
Tyrants try to plant out revolution,
And to fence black Democracy’s Ditch,—
By state-gardeners called “ Constitution.”
Of all soils, it must be admitted.
That the soil of infallible Rome
Seems about the most strangely ill-fitted
7 Eor such plants to take up their home :
Yet now Pio Nono, ’tis rumoured,
Has a dwarf Constitution in hand,
In hopes Rome will grow better-humoured
In the shade where its branches expand.
There’s the Austrian Reichsrath preparing
The ground for this seedling to grow ;
^nd young Bombalino a-swearing
The exotic in Naples to sow.
Rome, Naples, and Austria, before
Saw the plant tried in sad forty-eight.
Remembering the fruit that it bore,
Can we wonder they mutter “too late ! ”
What hope that the plant can grow fair,
When the roots that should nourish its seed
Are struck in a tyrant’s despair,
Whose tools fail his hand at its need ?
Prom so poisoned and festered a root.
What but poison and fester can grow ?
Such a seedling will ne’er come to fruit,
Though too likely to come to a blow.
A Hint for Hippodiamatists.
A Rumour is afloat, but we cannot say what grounds there are for
the report, that Mr. Horsman is engaged in composing a new opera,
illustrative of the Rarey system of horse-taming.. In reference to the
instrument by which the taming is achieved, it will be called II Strappo
Magico, or, The Magic Strap. The chief theme of the overture will be
fittingly adapted from Le Cheval cle Bronze, and “ The Horse and his
Rider” will be aptly introduced as an opening duet. We sadly fear
that the report is rather a lame story, and has not a leg to stand on,
but we have not had Mr. IIorsman’s instructions to say Neigh to it.
CAN TOADS LIVE WITHOUT AIR?
This problem is now occupying the scientific. Mr. Punch contri-
butes his share of observation by remarking, that a party of officials,
“highly placed at the Tuileries,” travelled by rail last week from
Boulogne to Paris, smoked, and kept the windows shut the whole
way. Whence it is clear that, whether toads can or can not live with
out air, those who eat them can.
[July 21, 1860.
THE VOLUNTEER MOVEMENT.
Foreign Party. “ Mai?, Mosieu Bool, 1 ave all ways thought you vass great Shopkeepare ! ”
Mr. Bool. “ So I am, Moossoo—and these are some of the Boys who mind the Shop !—Comprenny ? ”
CONSTITUTIONS!
ALL A-BLOWING—ALL A-GROWING !
Our sages in weather lore knowiug,
Look blank at the chance of the crops,
And dtclare this wet summer is going
To ruin our wheat, hay, and hops.
Nor alone on our tight little island
Has Pkcebus forgotten to shine,
In all climes, North or South, low or high land,
This year he seems out of his line.
But while anxious Europe is dreading
Short harvests, high prices, and dearth,
There’s one crop, at least, that seems growing
Just where you’d least look for its birth.
That’s the delicate annual, with which
Tyrants try to plant out revolution,
And to fence black Democracy’s Ditch,—
By state-gardeners called “ Constitution.”
Of all soils, it must be admitted.
That the soil of infallible Rome
Seems about the most strangely ill-fitted
7 Eor such plants to take up their home :
Yet now Pio Nono, ’tis rumoured,
Has a dwarf Constitution in hand,
In hopes Rome will grow better-humoured
In the shade where its branches expand.
There’s the Austrian Reichsrath preparing
The ground for this seedling to grow ;
^nd young Bombalino a-swearing
The exotic in Naples to sow.
Rome, Naples, and Austria, before
Saw the plant tried in sad forty-eight.
Remembering the fruit that it bore,
Can we wonder they mutter “too late ! ”
What hope that the plant can grow fair,
When the roots that should nourish its seed
Are struck in a tyrant’s despair,
Whose tools fail his hand at its need ?
Prom so poisoned and festered a root.
What but poison and fester can grow ?
Such a seedling will ne’er come to fruit,
Though too likely to come to a blow.
A Hint for Hippodiamatists.
A Rumour is afloat, but we cannot say what grounds there are for
the report, that Mr. Horsman is engaged in composing a new opera,
illustrative of the Rarey system of horse-taming.. In reference to the
instrument by which the taming is achieved, it will be called II Strappo
Magico, or, The Magic Strap. The chief theme of the overture will be
fittingly adapted from Le Cheval cle Bronze, and “ The Horse and his
Rider” will be aptly introduced as an opening duet. We sadly fear
that the report is rather a lame story, and has not a leg to stand on,
but we have not had Mr. IIorsman’s instructions to say Neigh to it.
CAN TOADS LIVE WITHOUT AIR?
This problem is now occupying the scientific. Mr. Punch contri-
butes his share of observation by remarking, that a party of officials,
“highly placed at the Tuileries,” travelled by rail last week from
Boulogne to Paris, smoked, and kept the windows shut the whole
way. Whence it is clear that, whether toads can or can not live with
out air, those who eat them can.