Dagonet Ditties

Our Prince a little change would seek, To town a short adieu he bids; In Paris spends his Whitsun week, And takes “the missus and the kids.” At Dover on the deck he stands (See...

I noticed your socks of scarlet And your jersey of dainty cream, And I said to myself, “How handsome!” And I fell in a blissful dream. But, O! when your nose was bleeding My eye...

They both shook hands ere the task began, Adopting the Prize Ring’s general plan, And said, “If each other we chance to kill, It isn’t a murder,” with right good will.

Once more he stood before the gate And told his tale and asked his fate. The angel smiled--said, “Right you are,” And swiftly raised the crystal bar. But oh, when the sinner was...

The end, of course, will come at last. Oh, may I, like Elijah, rise In something safe upon the blast, And living pass beyond the skies! When quitting earth I’d keep my breath--...

And onward still, though slow the pace, Press pilgrims of our grand old race, Who seek the Right with firm-set face, And shed Truth’s light by God’s good grace O’er London day b...

For many a year he played his pranks-- He borrowed the balance of all the banks To build him a palace in every town, And when they were up he pulled them down.