The Vagabond and Other Poems from Punch

But in the smoke that drifted on the Green Queer freaks of vision weirdly wrought were seen: For on that shifting background each one saw His own reflection and recoiled in awe;...

All but two of the pieces here printed appeared originally in _Punch_. My thanks are due to Messrs Bradbury, Agnew & Co., the Proprietors of _Punch_, for permitting me to reprin...

Fluffy, full well you understood The frequent joys of motherhood-- To lick, from pointed tail to nape, The mewing litter into shape; To show, with pride that condescends, Your o...

Oh, it's heavy work is fighting, but our soldiers do it well-- Lo, the booming of the batteries, the clatter of the shell!-- And it's weary work retiring, but they kept a dauntl...