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I	A
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She stood at Greenwich motionless amid	B
The ever shifting crowd of passengers	C
I marked a big tear quivering on the lid	B
Of her deep lustrous eye and knew that hers	C
Were days of bitterness But 'Oh what stirs'	C
I said 'such storm within so fair a breast '	-
Even as I spoke two apoplectic curs	C
Came feebly up with one wild cry she prest	D
Each singly to her heart and faltered 'Heaven be blest '	-
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Yet once again I saw her from the deck	E
Of a black ship that steamed towards Blackwall	F
She walked upon MY FIRST Her stately neck	E
Bent o'er an object shrouded in her shawl	F
I could not see the tears the glad tears fall	F
Yet knew they fell And 'Ah ' I said 'not puppies	C
Seen unexpectedly could lift the pall	F
From hearts who KNOW what tasting misery's cup is	C
As Niobe's or mine or Mr William Guppy's '	-
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Spake John Grogblossom the coachman to Eliza Spinks the cook	G
'Mrs Spinks ' says he 'I've foundered 'Liza dear I'm overtook	G
Druv into a corner reglar puzzled as a babe unborn	H
Speak the word my blessed 'Liza speak and John the coachman's yourn '	-
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Then Eliza Spinks made answer blushing to the coachman John	I
'John I'm born and bred a spinster I've begun and I'll go on	I
Endless cares and endless worrits well I knows it has a wife	J
Cooking for a genteel family John it's a goluptious life	J
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'I gets pounds per annum tea and things o' course not reckoned	K
There's a cat that eats the butter takes the coals and breaks MY	A
SECOND	K
There's soci'ty James the footman not that I look after him	L
But he's aff'ble in his manners with amazing length of limb	L
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'Never durst the missis enter here until I've said 'Come in'	I
If I saw the master peeping I'd catch up the rolling pin	I
Christmas boxes that's a something perkisites that's something too	M
And I think take all together John I won't be on with you '	-
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John the coachman took his hat up for he thought he'd had enough	N
Rubbed an elongated forehead with a meditative cuff	N
Paused before the stable doorway said when there in accents mild	O
'She's a fine young 'oman cook is but that's where it is she's	C
spiled '	-
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I have read in some not marvellous tale	F
Or if I have not I've dreamed	P
Of one who filled up the convivial cup	Q
Till the company round him seemed	P
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To be vanished and gone tho' the lamps upon	I
Their face as aforetime gleamed	P
And his head sunk down and a Lethe crept	R
O'er his powerful brain and the young man slept	R
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Then they laid him with care in his moonlit bed	S
But first having thoughtfully fetched some tar	T
Adorned him with feathers aware that the weather's	C
Uncertainty brings on at nights catarrh	T
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They staid in his room till the sun was high	A
But still did the feathered one give no sign	I
Of opening a peeper he might be a sleeper	T
Such as rests on the Northern or Midland line	I
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At last he woke and with profound	U
Bewilderment he gazed around	U
Dropped one then both feet to the ground	U
But never spake a word	V
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Then to my WHOLE he made his way	W
Took one long lingering survey	W
And softly as he stole away	W
Remarked 'By Jove a bird '	-
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II	A
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If you've seen a short man swagger tow'rds the footlights at Shoreditch	X
Sing out 'Heave aho my hearties ' and perpetually hitch	X
Up by an ingenious movement trousers innocent of brace	C
Briskly flourishing a cudgel in his pleased companion's face	C
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If he preluded with hornpipes each successive thing he did	B
From a sun browned cheek extracting still an ostentatious quid	B
And expectorated freely and occasionally cursed	Y
Then have you beheld depicted by a master's hand MY FIRST	Y
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O my countryman if ever from thy arm the bolster sped	S
In thy school days with precision at a young companion's head	S
If 'twas thine to lodge the marble in the centre of the ring	Z
Or with well directed pebble make the sitting hen take wing	Z
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Then do thou each fair May morning when the blue lake is as glass	C
And the gossamers are twinkling star like in the beaded grass	C
When the mountain bee is sipping fragrance from the bluebell's lip	A2
And the bathing woman tells you Now's your time to take a dip	A2
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When along the misty valleys fieldward winds the lowing herd	V
And the early worm is being dropped on by the early bird	V
And Aurora hangs her jewels from the bending rose's cup	Q
And the myriad voice of Nature calls thee to MY SECOND up	Q
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Hie thee to the breezy common where the melancholy goose	C
Stalks and the astonished donkey finds that he is really loose	C
There amid green fern and furze bush shalt thou soon MY WHOLE behold	B2
Rising 'bull eyed and majestic' as Olympus queen of old	B2
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Kneel at a respectful distance as they kneeled to her and try	A
With judicious hand to put a ball into that ball less eye	A
Till a stiffness seize thy elbows and the general public wake	C2
Then return and clear of conscience walk into thy well earned steak	C2
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III	A
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Ere yet 'knowledge for the million'	I
Came out 'neatly bound in boards '	-
When like Care upon a pillion	I
Matrons rode behind their lords	C
Rarely save to hear the Rector	T
Forth did younger ladies roam	D2
Making pies and brewing nectar	T
From the gooseberry trees at home	D2
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They'd not dreamed of Pan or Vevay	W
Ne'er should into blossom burst	Y
At the ball or at the levee	E2
Never come in fact MY FIRST	Y
Nor illumine cards by dozens	C
With some labyrinthine text	F2
Nor work smoking caps for cousins	C
Who were pounding at MY NEXT	F2
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Now have skirts and minds grown ampler	T
Now not all they seek to do	M
Is create upon a sampler	T
Beasts which Buffon never knew	M
But their venturous muslins rustle	F
O'er the cragstone and the snow	I
Or at home their biceps muscle	F
Grows by practising the bow	G2
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Worthier they those dames who fable	F
Says rode 'palfreys' to the war	T
With gigantic Thanes whose 'sable	F
Destriers caracoled' before	T
Smiled as springing from the war horse	C
As men spring in modern 'cirques'	C
They plunged ponderous as a four horse	C
Coach among the vanished Turks	C
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In the good times when the jester	T
Asked the monarch how he was	C
And the landlady addrest her	T
Guests as 'gossip' or as 'coz'	C
When the Templar said 'Gramercy '	-
Or ''Twas shrewdly thrust i' fegs '	-
To Sir Halbert or Sir Percy	C
As they knocked him off his legs	C
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And by way of mild reminders	C
That he needed coin the Knight	H2
Day by day extracted grinders	C
From the howling Israelite	H2
And MY WHOLE in merry Sherwood	I2
Sent with preterhuman luck	J2
Missiles not of steel but firwood	I2
Thro' the two mile distant buck	J2
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IV	E2
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Evening threw soberer hue	M
Over the blue sky and the few	M
Poplars that grew just in the view	M
Of the hall of Sir Hugo de Wynkle	F
'Answer me true ' pleaded Sir Hugh	M
Striving to woo no matter who	M
'What shall I do Lady for you	M
'Twill be done ere your eye may twinkle	F
Shall I borrow the wand of a Moorish enchanter	T
And bid a decanter contain the Levant or	T
The brass from the face of a Mormonite ranter	T
Shall I go for the mule of the Spanish Infantar	T
That R for the sake of the line we must grant her	T
And race with the foul fiend and beat in a canter	T
Like that first of equestrians Tam o' Shanter	T
I talk not mere banter say not that I can't or	T
By this MY FIRST a Virginia planter	T
Sold it me to kill rats I will die instanter '	-
The Lady bended her ivory neck and	I2
Whispered mournfully 'Go for MY SECOND '	-
She said and the red from Sir Hugh's cheek fled	I2
And 'Nay ' did he say as he stalked away	W
The fiercest of injured men	I
'Twice have I humbled my haughty soul	F
And on bended knee I have pressed MY WHOLE	F
But I never will press it again '	-
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V	E2
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On pinnacled St Mary's	C
Lingers the setting sun	I
Into the street the blackguards	C
Are skulking one by one	I
Butcher and Boots and Bargeman	I
Lay pipe and pewter down	I
And with wild shout come tumbling out	I2
To join the Town and Gown	I
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And now the undergraduates	C
Come forth by	A