Parodies
At Martinmas, when I was born, _Hey diddle, Ho diddle, Do_, There came a cow with a crumpled horn, _Hey diddle, Ho diddle, Do_. She stood agape and said, “My dear, You’re a very fine child for this time of year, And I think you’ll have a taste in beer,” _Hey diddle, Ho diddle,...
At Martinmas, when I was born, _Hey diddle, Ho diddle, Do_, There came a cow with a crumpled horn, _Hey diddle, Ho diddle, Do_. She stood agape and said, “My dear, You’re a very...
2. Part 2With a rumour of ghostly things that pass With a thunderous pennon of pain, To a land where the sky is as red as the grass, And the sun as green as the rain.
3. Part 3“My God, you old vagabone,” he cried, “If only I....” No voice replied; Only the tall flames higher sprang, Amid the spars, and soared and sang, Only along the rigging came God’...