A Bayard From Bengal Being some account of the Magnificent and Spanking Career of Chunder Bindabun Bhosh,...

On the summit of the Grand Stand might have been observed groups of spectators eagerly awaiting the finish. Conspicuous amongst them were Princess Petunia (most sumptuously atti...

Mr Bhosh's bosom-friend, the Lord Jack Jolly, had kindly undertaken to officiate as his Palinurus and steer him safely from the Scylla to the Charybdis of the London Season, and...

Is it for sordid pelf that horses race? Or can it be the glory that they go for? Neither; they know the steed that shows best pace Will get his flogging all the sooner over!

As the Sunset flames most fiery when snuffed out by sudden night; As the Swan reserves its twitter till about to hop the twig; As the Cobra's head swells biggest just before he...

No sooner had Mr Bhosh obeyed the summons of Lord Jack, than the latter not only violently reproached him for having embezzled the heart of his chosen bride, but inflicted upon...

Oh, give me back my Arab steed, I cannot ride alone! Or tell me where my Beautiful, my four-legged bird has flown. 'Twas here she arched her glossy back, beside the fountain's b...

Halloo! at a sudden your love warfare is changed! Your dress is changed! Your address is changed! Your express is changed! Your mistress is changed! Halloo! at a sudden your fun...

Mr Bhosh was very soon enabled to make his _debut_ as a pleader, for the _Mooktears_ sent him briefs as thick as an Autumn leaf in Vallambrosa, and, having on one occasion to pr...

Mr Bhosh's diligence at his books was rewarded by getting through his Little-go with such _eclat_ that he was admitted to become a baccalaureate, and further presented with the...

There's a certain old Sprinter; you've got to be keen, If you'd beat him--although he is bald, And he carries a clock and a mowing-machine. On the cinderpath "Tempus" he's called.

Ah, why should two, who once were bosom's friends, Present at one another pistol ends? Till one pops off to dwell in Death's Abode-- All on account of Honour's so-called code!

In accordance with English usages, Mr Bhosh, being now officially engaged to the fair Princess Jones, did dance daily attendance in her company, and, she being passionately fond...

The waves of Neptune erected their seething and angry crests to incredible altitudes; overhead in fuliginous storm-clouds the thunder rumbled its terrific bellows, and from time...

Full many a mare with coat of milkiest sheen, Is dyed in dark unfathomed coal mines drab; Full many a flyer's born to blush unseen, And waste her swiftness on a hansom cab.