DOI Heft:
March 4, 1882
DOI Seite / Zitierlink:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.17752#0109
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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHAEIVAffcl.
[Mahch 4, 1882.
FORM,
(A Disquisition on Waltzing.)
SnooTcson (dancing man). “ ‘ Reversing ’ seems to be going out of fashion, Mks. Yere de Yere.”
Mrs. Vere de Vere. “ It never came in.”
A PLAGUE O* BOTH YOUP TIOUSES ! ”
John Bull loquitur—
“ A plague o’ botb your Houses !” Cau you not
Eigbt, if you must fight, in the fair old. form,
Not like mere ill-licked urchins, madly hot
O’er every petty flout or tea-cup storm P
Bellicose Billiugsgate is not my fancy,
As patriot militancy !
Your Houses ? Were they taverns, and were you
Mere pothouse brawlers, things could scarce be worse.
Noblesse oblige ? The motto is not new,
And to apply it now were to asperse
The chartered rufflers of the New Nobility
Who stoop not to civility.
They ’ll stoop to conquer ? Well, it may be so.
But, yet methinks the old chivalric spirit
Would rather vanquished be than stoop so low
As to the kennel mire. They who inherit
The antique scruple, look on your churl rushes
With most tmmodish blushes.
Not virile ? If virility must mate
With virulence, alas i'or a young Sidney
Who should desire to serve—and grace—the State,
Whilst Churchill, and free lances of his kidney,
Hold the new ensign in the battle’s van—
“ //Amanners make the man ! ”
Bah ! There ’s no manhood in such graceless noise,
Such spleenful splutterings, such blatant bawlings.
The wrangling rudenesses of angry boys,
Or midnight’s ignominious caterwaulings
Less puerile, less wholly infra dig., are
Than squabbles d la Biggar.
Meanwhile my business eomes to a dead-lock,
Its sager Managers must stand aside.
Whilst myrmidons in petty conflict shock,
Achilles, impotent and cob-web tied,
Like lion limed, alternate chafes and drowses—
“ A plague o’ both your Houses! ”
MUSIC AND DB.AMA.
“ The Academv of Music,” says the Times, “ did not attain the
lignity of a corporation till 1830, when it was incorporated by Royal
Charter.” Perhaps H.R.H. the Prince of Wales who has so
■nthusiastically espoused the cause of Music will, when he has five
linutes to spare —a great deal can be done in five minutes—take up
ue lauguishing cause and very hard case of the Dramatic Authors
Society, and get it incorporated on the model of the French D. A.S.
To do this would be of the greatest service to English Dramatic
Literature, as by protecting the commencing dramatist, regulating
rhe relations between authors and managers, and_ relieving the
dramatist who has already won his spurs of the details of business,
which, as Dighy Grant says, “ annov him very much,” the pro-
duction of original work would be eucouraged, adaptation changed
int-o collaborateurship on fixed and equitable terms, and. such a
happy era of existence will be commenced which the Copyright Act,
even when amended as proposed, is powerless to bring about.
The initials of the present “ D.A.S.” may come to mean The
“ Dead Alive Society,” but with the present turn of the tide in
favour of Dramatic Interests generally, such a consummation may
be averted by sufficient energy at the right time and place.
Mabille is dead and buried. The funeral should have been
attended by Lord Cremorne (representing Chelsea sympathy), as
Chief Cre-Morner. Dirge to the air of La Donna e Mabille—Lh ?
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHAEIVAffcl.
[Mahch 4, 1882.
FORM,
(A Disquisition on Waltzing.)
SnooTcson (dancing man). “ ‘ Reversing ’ seems to be going out of fashion, Mks. Yere de Yere.”
Mrs. Vere de Vere. “ It never came in.”
A PLAGUE O* BOTH YOUP TIOUSES ! ”
John Bull loquitur—
“ A plague o’ botb your Houses !” Cau you not
Eigbt, if you must fight, in the fair old. form,
Not like mere ill-licked urchins, madly hot
O’er every petty flout or tea-cup storm P
Bellicose Billiugsgate is not my fancy,
As patriot militancy !
Your Houses ? Were they taverns, and were you
Mere pothouse brawlers, things could scarce be worse.
Noblesse oblige ? The motto is not new,
And to apply it now were to asperse
The chartered rufflers of the New Nobility
Who stoop not to civility.
They ’ll stoop to conquer ? Well, it may be so.
But, yet methinks the old chivalric spirit
Would rather vanquished be than stoop so low
As to the kennel mire. They who inherit
The antique scruple, look on your churl rushes
With most tmmodish blushes.
Not virile ? If virility must mate
With virulence, alas i'or a young Sidney
Who should desire to serve—and grace—the State,
Whilst Churchill, and free lances of his kidney,
Hold the new ensign in the battle’s van—
“ //Amanners make the man ! ”
Bah ! There ’s no manhood in such graceless noise,
Such spleenful splutterings, such blatant bawlings.
The wrangling rudenesses of angry boys,
Or midnight’s ignominious caterwaulings
Less puerile, less wholly infra dig., are
Than squabbles d la Biggar.
Meanwhile my business eomes to a dead-lock,
Its sager Managers must stand aside.
Whilst myrmidons in petty conflict shock,
Achilles, impotent and cob-web tied,
Like lion limed, alternate chafes and drowses—
“ A plague o’ both your Houses! ”
MUSIC AND DB.AMA.
“ The Academv of Music,” says the Times, “ did not attain the
lignity of a corporation till 1830, when it was incorporated by Royal
Charter.” Perhaps H.R.H. the Prince of Wales who has so
■nthusiastically espoused the cause of Music will, when he has five
linutes to spare —a great deal can be done in five minutes—take up
ue lauguishing cause and very hard case of the Dramatic Authors
Society, and get it incorporated on the model of the French D. A.S.
To do this would be of the greatest service to English Dramatic
Literature, as by protecting the commencing dramatist, regulating
rhe relations between authors and managers, and_ relieving the
dramatist who has already won his spurs of the details of business,
which, as Dighy Grant says, “ annov him very much,” the pro-
duction of original work would be eucouraged, adaptation changed
int-o collaborateurship on fixed and equitable terms, and. such a
happy era of existence will be commenced which the Copyright Act,
even when amended as proposed, is powerless to bring about.
The initials of the present “ D.A.S.” may come to mean The
“ Dead Alive Society,” but with the present turn of the tide in
favour of Dramatic Interests generally, such a consummation may
be averted by sufficient energy at the right time and place.
Mabille is dead and buried. The funeral should have been
attended by Lord Cremorne (representing Chelsea sympathy), as
Chief Cre-Morner. Dirge to the air of La Donna e Mabille—Lh ?