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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
i. i5
TELL INTELLIGIBLY TOLD.
Overture's finished with sound and with
fury,
The curtain ascends on the Canton of Uri,
The village of Burgher—the torrent's vast
swell.
With a bridge and a boat, and the cottage
of Tell.
A picture complete such as none could achieve.
Bat the pencils of t and of double u Grieve.
Some peasants are forming some fanciful bowers.
By means of a bundle of property flowers,
While Lutern is trying to shoot with a bow,
In a style we can only describe as so so.
'Tis Miss Alberxazzi, who seems rather stupid
At handling the arrows of any, but Cupid.
In public, at least, she's devoid of the skill
That's needed for bending a bow to her will;
There's Tell in the foreground, in front of his hovel,
He most sentimentally leans on a shovel ;
With love of his country amazingly big,
And waiting to give to her tyrants a dig.
There's Martha, his wife, on a three-legged stool,
With some property wicker-work, taking it cool.
Suppos'd to be making a basket, but, pooh!
It's not what a singer's expected to do :
So into a tangle the wicker-work gets
In the hands of the donna seconda, Miss Beits.
A chorus of peasants, they say that the sun
O'er mountain and river is taking a run,
And over the hills in his manner politest
Is very obligingly beaming his brightest.
But here is a fisherman, listen and hark,
'Tis Barker comes on at the back in a Bark;
And by way of increasing the force of the pun,
In the role done by Barker a barcarole's done.
The fisherman sines, the examde is set.
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At length, with a splendid exertion of voice,
He declares on the former has fall'ii his choice.
The peasants return, ami the ballet go through.
A very indifferent movement or two,
To take the attention from Lutern, who tries
To shoot at the mark in the hope of a prize ;
He wins, and, the fact leaves no room for disputing,
The Canton must need a few lessons in shooting.
However, they swear that by Tell and his son
The cause of their country is sure to be won,
Because Albertazzi has fasten'd a dart
In a target not more than ten paces apart.
Some soldiers now enter, pursuing a Swiss,
One Luthold, who's been after something amiss ;
Such as giving a soldier of Gesler some cracks
With the end of a terrible (property) axe.
Tell gets in the cause most amazingly warm ;
And though there are signs of a horrible storm,
He rescues the Swiss, and is straightway afloat
In some quarter inch profiling cut like a boat.
The canvas is shaken, with energy warm,
In order to give an idea of a storm ;
When Tell is dragged off—at top entrance P S
We see him in pasteboard grown frightfully less.
The peasants then watch with the greatest suspense
A neatly done picture, which makes a pretence
Of reaching in safety the opposite shore ;
But it is dragg'd through a hole in the canvas, no more.
4i He is saved, he is saved ! " cry the chorus with fury,
(W hat asses they are in the Canton of Uri !
To foam and to fume, and to storm and to vapour,
About a small boat that is cut out of paper.)
The soldiers of Gesler sing quite the reverse,
The rebel they lustily set to and curse ;
Each party is trying in noise to be greater :
The elegant epithets "coward " and " traitor "
From one side to t' other are constantly bandied,
In a style that is equally graceful and candid.
And when they've sufficiently threaten'd and curs'd,
The curtain descends on the end of
Act First.
Poverty Railing: il.
A " poor passenger " (really the insolence of poverty becomes every
day more alarming) writes to the Times upon the " disgraceful condition
of the third class carriages of the Greenwich Railway. They have no
seats, are open at top and sides," and, writes complainant, "are most
admirably calculated to promote the eddying circulation of the wind in
such a manner, that no woman possessing the slightest amount of decency
would, I am sure, venture a second time into these travelling whirlwinds."
Now, here is the gross mistake. Railway directors, in their righteous
pursuit of profits, cannot associate poverty with decency at all. They
never meet ; therefore, how is it possible they can travel together ?
LORD
WORSLEY AND THE COMMONS ENCLOSURE BILL.
If 'tis a fault in man or woman,
To steal a Goose from off a Common,
Oh what must be that man's excuse
Who steals the Common from the Goose ?
TOM THUMB AT THE STOCK EXCHANGE.
General Tom Thumb has made his appearance at the Stock Exchange,
and -was universally allowed U> be the smallest American stock ever kuowo
there ; Pennsylvanian dividends, of course, excepted.
i. i5
TELL INTELLIGIBLY TOLD.
Overture's finished with sound and with
fury,
The curtain ascends on the Canton of Uri,
The village of Burgher—the torrent's vast
swell.
With a bridge and a boat, and the cottage
of Tell.
A picture complete such as none could achieve.
Bat the pencils of t and of double u Grieve.
Some peasants are forming some fanciful bowers.
By means of a bundle of property flowers,
While Lutern is trying to shoot with a bow,
In a style we can only describe as so so.
'Tis Miss Alberxazzi, who seems rather stupid
At handling the arrows of any, but Cupid.
In public, at least, she's devoid of the skill
That's needed for bending a bow to her will;
There's Tell in the foreground, in front of his hovel,
He most sentimentally leans on a shovel ;
With love of his country amazingly big,
And waiting to give to her tyrants a dig.
There's Martha, his wife, on a three-legged stool,
With some property wicker-work, taking it cool.
Suppos'd to be making a basket, but, pooh!
It's not what a singer's expected to do :
So into a tangle the wicker-work gets
In the hands of the donna seconda, Miss Beits.
A chorus of peasants, they say that the sun
O'er mountain and river is taking a run,
And over the hills in his manner politest
Is very obligingly beaming his brightest.
But here is a fisherman, listen and hark,
'Tis Barker comes on at the back in a Bark;
And by way of increasing the force of the pun,
In the role done by Barker a barcarole's done.
The fisherman sines, the examde is set.
Tell, L E
Of diff -
Of libe -
As if, 1 z
Tears ; -
The fa -
'Tis th z
The ai: -
The tu -
es.
— o
^ 03
He ent
And A
We an
'Tis he
He sill
He mal
Such ai
Of havi
The ac)
To lea?
The lai
It does
He sinf
His dul
Whom
But ra<
Or else
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At length, with a splendid exertion of voice,
He declares on the former has fall'ii his choice.
The peasants return, ami the ballet go through.
A very indifferent movement or two,
To take the attention from Lutern, who tries
To shoot at the mark in the hope of a prize ;
He wins, and, the fact leaves no room for disputing,
The Canton must need a few lessons in shooting.
However, they swear that by Tell and his son
The cause of their country is sure to be won,
Because Albertazzi has fasten'd a dart
In a target not more than ten paces apart.
Some soldiers now enter, pursuing a Swiss,
One Luthold, who's been after something amiss ;
Such as giving a soldier of Gesler some cracks
With the end of a terrible (property) axe.
Tell gets in the cause most amazingly warm ;
And though there are signs of a horrible storm,
He rescues the Swiss, and is straightway afloat
In some quarter inch profiling cut like a boat.
The canvas is shaken, with energy warm,
In order to give an idea of a storm ;
When Tell is dragged off—at top entrance P S
We see him in pasteboard grown frightfully less.
The peasants then watch with the greatest suspense
A neatly done picture, which makes a pretence
Of reaching in safety the opposite shore ;
But it is dragg'd through a hole in the canvas, no more.
4i He is saved, he is saved ! " cry the chorus with fury,
(W hat asses they are in the Canton of Uri !
To foam and to fume, and to storm and to vapour,
About a small boat that is cut out of paper.)
The soldiers of Gesler sing quite the reverse,
The rebel they lustily set to and curse ;
Each party is trying in noise to be greater :
The elegant epithets "coward " and " traitor "
From one side to t' other are constantly bandied,
In a style that is equally graceful and candid.
And when they've sufficiently threaten'd and curs'd,
The curtain descends on the end of
Act First.
Poverty Railing: il.
A " poor passenger " (really the insolence of poverty becomes every
day more alarming) writes to the Times upon the " disgraceful condition
of the third class carriages of the Greenwich Railway. They have no
seats, are open at top and sides," and, writes complainant, "are most
admirably calculated to promote the eddying circulation of the wind in
such a manner, that no woman possessing the slightest amount of decency
would, I am sure, venture a second time into these travelling whirlwinds."
Now, here is the gross mistake. Railway directors, in their righteous
pursuit of profits, cannot associate poverty with decency at all. They
never meet ; therefore, how is it possible they can travel together ?
LORD
WORSLEY AND THE COMMONS ENCLOSURE BILL.
If 'tis a fault in man or woman,
To steal a Goose from off a Common,
Oh what must be that man's excuse
Who steals the Common from the Goose ?
TOM THUMB AT THE STOCK EXCHANGE.
General Tom Thumb has made his appearance at the Stock Exchange,
and -was universally allowed U> be the smallest American stock ever kuowo
there ; Pennsylvanian dividends, of course, excepted.