Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 101, September 19, 1891
Night-time and silence! O'er the brooding hill
The last faint whisper of the zephyr dies;
Meadows and trees and lanes are hushed and still,
A shroud of mist on the slow river lies;
And the tall sentry poplars silent keep
Their lonely vigil in a world of sleep.
Yea, all men sleep who toiled throughout the day
At sport or work, and had their fill of sound,
The jest and laughter that we mate with play,
The beat of hoofs, the mill-wheel grinding round,
The anvil's note on summer breezes borne,
Various
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Vol. 101.
September 19, 1891.
OFF DUTY.
SILENCE AND SLEEP.
"AS GOOD AS A BETTER."
A Cricket Paradox.
THE TRAVELLING COMPANIONS.
No. VII.
"ANGELS AND MINISTERS OF GRACE!"
"NOS ET MUTAMUR IN ILLIS!"
STORICULES.
IV.—A REVIEWER'S CONFESSION.
LETTERS TO ABSTRACTIONS.
No. III.—TO POMPOSITY.
A ROYAL (OLYMPIC) DIVORCE.
CONVERSATION ON A ROYAL (OLYMPIC) DIVORCE.
CAUSE AND EFFECT.
THE MODERN "BED OF PROCRUSTES."
THE BITTER CRY OF THE OUTCAST CHOIR-BOY.
ANNALS OF A QUIET WATERING-PLACE
THAT HAS "SEEN ITS DAY."
THE KING OF THE BEASTS.
Telling the Wasps.
MR. PUNCH HAS A LITTLE TOUR IN IRELAND.
SOME CIRCULAR NOTES.
CHAPTER V.
OUR BOOKING-OFFICE.
Vox et præterea Nihil!