Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 108, February 9, 1895
( Who had made Copy of Me. )
The bright September when we met
My prospects were not over healthy,
Though you were, I do not forget,
Extremely wealthy.
I know not why it chanced to be,
But this I recollect most clearly—
It never once occurred to me
To love you dearly.
'Twas not your fault, so do not vex
Yourself, for I admired your beauty,
Various
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TO LUCENDA.
BRAVE GIRL!
QUEER QUERIES.
Meteorological Moralising.
OUR BOOKING-OFFICE.
A MODERN ECLOGUE.
"VOICI LE SABRE DE MON PÈRE!"
THE FRENCH AMNESTY.
SUCCESSFUL SANITATION.
"VOICI LE SABRE DE MON PÈRE!"
LITTLE MOPSËMAN.
TOO MUCH.
RETRIBUTION.
A LOGICAL INFERENCE.
"PITY THE POOR ARTIST!"
THE DECADENT LOVER OF FICTION.
"PITY THE POOR ARTIST!"
SITTING OUT.
A CASE OF SELF-SACRIFICE.
A WINTER WEDDING.
More Anglomania!
"ART IS LONG——"
A PARLIAMENTARY HOUSE WARMING!
ESSENCE OF PARLIAMENT.
"MR. R-S-B-RY'S" DREAM.
"ANIMAL SPIRITS."—No. 3. THE BARN DANCE.
TALL TALES OF SPORT AND ADVENTURE.
