Punch (103.1892)

•0_PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI_[August 6, 1892.

THE BEWILDERED TOURIST AND THE RIVAL SIRENS.

{A long way after Tennyson's " The Deserted House.")

" June and July have passed away,
Like a tide.

Doors are open, windows wide.
Why in stuffy London stay ? "
Sing the Sirens (slyboots they !)
With, a Tennysonian twang,
To the Tourist,
(Not the poorest
You may bet your bottom dollar,
Which those Sirens aim to " collar."
Demoiselles, excuse the slang !)

" All within is dark as night,
In Town's windows is no light,
And no caller at your door,
Swell or beggar, chum or bore !
Close the door, the shutters close,
Or thro' windows folks will see,
The nakedness and vacancy,
Of the dark deserted house ! "

" Come away! no more of mirth
Is here, or merry-making sound.

The house is shut, and o'er the earth

Man roves upon the Regular Round
Come away! Life, Love,, Trade,
Thought,
Here no longer dwell;
Shopkeepers censorious
Sigh, " What swells would buy, they 've
bought.

They are off! No more we '11 sell.
Would they could have stayed with
us!"