A Century of Parody and Imitation

by Unknown

INDEX OF FIRST LINES

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A Clerk ther was of Cauntebrigge also	Skeat	[327]
A diagnosis of our hist'ry proves	Newell	[334]
A dingy donkey, formal and unchanged	Frere	[92]
Alack! 'tis melancholy theme to think	Hood	[229]
And this reft house is that the which he built	Coleridge	[143]
Art thou beautiful, O my daughter, as the budding rose of April	Calverley	[298]
As manager of horses Mr. Merryman is	H. Smith	[76]
As o'er the hill we roam'd at will	Calverley	[296]
As sea-foam blown of the winds, as blossom of brine that is drifted	Bunner	[365]
A strange vibration from the cottage window	Bayard Taylor	[284]
A sweet, acidulous, down-reaching thrill	Bayard Taylor	[274]
At home alone, O Nomades	Bunner	[368]
Away, fond dupes! who, smit with sacred lore	H. Smith	[54]
Back in the years when Phlagstaff, the Dane, was monarch	Newell	[334]
Balmy Zephyrs, lightly flitting	H. Smith	[29]
Beautiful Soup, so rich and green	Dodgson	[322]
Behold the flag! Is it not a flag	Newell	[335]
Birthdays? Yes, in a general way	Stephen	[376]
Brown o' San Juan	Bret Harte	[367]
By myself walking	Lamb	[153]
Cabbages! bright green cabbages	Thackeray	[242]
Can there be a moon in heaven to-night	Hogg	[120]
Choose judiciously thy friends; for to discard them is undesirable	Calverley	[299]
Come, give us more Livings and Rectors	Moore	[155]
Come hither, my heart's darling	Aytoun	[254]
Come, little Drummer Boy, lay down your knapsack here	Canning and Frere	[93]
Comrades, you may pass the rosy. With permission of the chair	Martin	[258]
Dear Jack, this white mug that with Guinness I fill,	Thackeray	[245]
Fare-tinted cheeks, clear eyelids drawn	Bayard Taylor	[278]
Farewell, farewell, to my mother's own daughter	Hood	[241]
Fhairshon swore a feud	Aytoun	[250]
Fill me once more the foaming pewter up	Aytoun	[252]
Fine merry franions	Lamb	[151]
Fish have their times to bite	Unknown	[387]
For one long term, or e'er her trial came	Canning and Frere	[93]
From his shoulder Hiawatha	Dodgson	[310]
From the depth of the dreamy decline of the dawn	Swinburne	[340]
George Barnwell stood at the shop-door	J. Smith	[73]
Getting his pictures, like his supper, cheap	Rossetti	[290]
Go, boy, and thy good mistress tell	J. Smith	[70]
Hail, glorious edifice, stupendous work	H. Smith	[1]
Hang thee, vile North-Easter	Unknown	[388]
He is to weet a melancholy carle	Keats	[216]
He lived amidst th' untrodden ways	H. Coleridge	[218]
He must be holpen; yet how help shall I	Bayard Taylor	[280]
Hence, loath'd vulgarity	Twiss	[167]
Here, where old Nankin glitters	Lang	[355]
Home! at the word, what blissful visions rise	Bunner	[369]
How doth the little crocodile	Dodgson	[308]
How troublesome is day	Peacock	[160]
I am a blessed Glendoveer	J. Smith	[21]
I am tenant of nine feet by four	Twiss	[171]
I am two brothers with one face	Rossetti	[290]
I, Angelo, obese, black-garmented	Bayard Taylor	[276]
I count it true which sages teach	T. Hood, jun.	[324]
If ever chance or choice thy footsteps lead	Hogg	[110]
If life were never bitter	Collins	[286]
If the wild bowler thinks he bowls,	Lang	[355]
I have found out a gift for my fair	Bret Harte	[342]
I loiter down by thorp and town	Calverley	[297]
I marvelled why a simple child	Leigh	[329]
I'm a shrimp! I'm a shrimp, of diminutive size	Brough	[289]
In a bowl to sea went wise men three	Peacock	[157]
In moss-prankt dells which the sunbeams flatter	Calverley	[304]
In those old days which poets say were golden	Calverley	[293]
In vale of Thirlemere, once on a time	Hogg	[123]
It is an auncient Waggonere	Maginn	[208]
It is the thirty-first of March	Reynolds	[219]
It was many and many a year ago	Murray	[384]
I've stood in Margate, on a bridge of size	Barham	[176]
I was a timid little antelope	Thackeray	[245]
I would I were that portly gentleman	Southey	[145]
King Arthur, growing very tired indeed	Collins	[287]
Ladies and Gentlemen, As it is now the universally admitted	J. Smith	[61]
Lady Clara Vere de Vere	T. Hood, jun.	[324]
Lazy-bones, Lazy-bones, wake up, and peep	Lamb	[154]
Let us begin and portion out these sweets	Unknown	[390]
Little Cupid one day on a sunbeam was floating	Peacock	[163]
Long by the willow-trees	Thackeray	[243]
Look in my face. My name is Used-to-was	Traill	[352]
Love spake to me and said	Lang	[353]
Lo! where the gaily vestur'd throng	Fanshawe	[87]
Maud Muller, all that summer day	Bret Harte	[343]
Mine is a house at Notting Hill	Unknown	[386]
More luck to honest poverty	Brooks	[256]
Most thinking People, When persons address an audience	J. Smith	[15]
Mr. Jack, your address, says the Prompter to me	J. Smith	[52]
My brother Jack was nine in May	J. Smith	[4]
My native land, thy Puritanic stock	Newell	[334]
My palate is parched with Pierian thirst	H. Smith	[46]
My pensive Public, wherefore look you sad	J. Smith	[49]
My spirit, in the doorway's pause	Swinburne	[338]
Needy Knife-grinder! whither are you going	Canning and Frere	[95]
Not a sous had he got,—not a guinea or note	Barham	[176]
Object belov'd! when day to eve gives place	Bradley	[272]
O cool in the summer is salad	Collins	[286]
Oh! be the day accurst that gave me birth	Southey	[149]
O heard ye never of Wat o' the Cleuch	Hogg	[109]
Oh no! we'll never mention him	Barham	[178]
O! I do love thee, meek Simplicity!	Coleridge	[142]
Once upon an evening weary, shortly after Lord Dundreary	Leigh	[330]
One hue of our flag is taken	Newell	[333]
Our parodies are ended. These our authors	Twiss	[167]
O why should our dull retrospective addresses	H. Smith	[19]
Pensive at eve on the hard world I mus'd	Coleridge	[142]
Peter Bells, one, two and three	Shelley	[179]
Pure water it plays a good part in	Hood	[239]
Put case I circumvent and kill him: good	Traill	[348]
Rash Painter! canst thou give the ORB OF DAY	Southey	[144]
Read not Milton, for he is dry; nor Shakespeare, for he wrote of common life	Calverley	[300]
Read, read, Woodstock and Waverley	Gilfillan	[228]
Robert Pollok, A.M.! this work of yours	Frere	[92]
Said a poet to a woodlouse—'Thou art certainly my brother'	Swinburne	[336]
St. Stephen's is a stage	Twiss	[166]
Sated with home, of wife, of children tired	J. and H. Smith	[9]
Scarlet spaces of sand and ocean	Bayard Taylor	[277]
See where the K., in sturdy self-reliance	Stephen	[378]
She held a Cup and Ball of ivory white	Southey	[144]
Sir Ralph he is hardy and mickle of might	Lang	[356]
Sir, To the gewgaw fetters of rhyme	J. Smith	[15]
Sobriety, cease to be sober	H. Smith	[42]
Soft little beasts, how pleasantly ye lie	Brooks	[256]
So in the village inn the poet dwelt	Murray	[383]
Some have denied a soul! THEY NEVER LOVED	Southey	[145]
—So the stately bust abode	Taylor	[266]
Source immaterial of material naught	Newell	[333]
Stay your rude steps, or e'er your feet invade	Frere, Canning, and Ellis	[97]
Strahan, Tonson, Lintot of the times	Byron	[173]
Strange beauty, eight-limbed and eight-handed	Hilton	[363]
Study first Propriety: for she is indeed the Polestar	Calverley	[298]
Survey this shield, all bossy bright	H. Smith	[32]
That very time I saw, (but thou could'st not,)	Cary	[271]
That which was organized by the moral ability	H. Smith	[38]
The auld wife sat at her ivied door	Calverley	[306]
The autumn upon us was rushing	T. Hood, jun.	[323]
The burden of hard hitting: slog away	Lang	[354]
The chapel bell, with hollow mournful sound	Ellis	[81]
The clear cool note of the cuckoo which has ousted the legitimate nest-holder	Stephen	[377]
The comb between whose ivory teeth she strains	Southey	[148]
The day is done, and darkness	Cary	[270]
The Gothic looks solemn	Keats	[217]
The last lamp of the alley	Maginn	[214]
The little brown squirrel hops in the corn	Newell	[335]
The mighty spirit, and its power which stains	Crabbe	[86]
The Pacha sat in his divan	Maginn	[214]
The rain had fallen, the Poet arose	Murray	[382]
The rain was raining cheerfully	Hilton	[358]
There, pay it, James! 'tis cheaply earned	Traill	[347]
There is a fever of the spirit	Peacock	[164]
There is a river clear and fair	Fanshawe	[89]
There wase ane katt, and ane gude greye katt	Hogg	[129]
The Scotts, Kerrs, and Murrays, and Deloraines all	Peacock	[156]
The skies they were ashen and sober	Bret Harte	[344]
The sun sinks softly to his evening post	Newell	[333]
Those Evening Bells, those Evening Bells	Hood	[241]
Thou who, when fears attack	Calverley	[292]
'Tis mine! what accents can my joy declare	Southey	[146]
'Tis sweet to view, from half-past five to six	J. Smith	[66]
'Tis the voice of the lobster	Dodgson	[308]
'Twas not the brown of chestnut boughs	Bayard Taylor	[275]
Twinkle, twinkle, little bat	Dodgson	[308]
Two swains or clowns—but call them swains	Hood	[237]
Two voices are there: one is of the deep	Stephen	[376]
Untrue to my Ulric I never could be	Thackeray	[248]
Waitress, with eyes so marvellous black	Collins	[287]
Wake! for the Ruddy Ball has taken flight	Thompson	[379]
Was it not lovely to behold	Hogg	[118]
Wearisome Sonnetteer, feeble and querulous	Canning and Frere	[94]
We met—'twas in a mob—and I thought he had done me	Hood	[240]
We seek to know, and knowing, seek	Bradley	[273]
What stately vision mocks my waking sense	H. Smith	[7]
Whene'er with haggard eyes I view	Canning and Ellis	[107]
When energizing objects men pursue	Byron	[174]
When he whispers, 'O Miss Bailey!'	Locker-Lampson	[268]
When he who adores thee has left but the dregs	Maginn	[213]
When lovely woman wants a favour	Cary	[271]
Where'er there's a thistle to feed a linnet	T. Hood, jun.	[325]
Where the Moosatockmaguntic	Bayard Taylor	[282]
Which I wish to remark	Hilton	[360]
Who has e'er been at Drury must needs know the Stranger	J. Smith	[72]
Whoso answers my questions	Bayard Taylor	[281]
With hands tight clenched through matted hair	Dodgson	[314]
Why do you wear your hair like a man	Traill	[350]
Ye bigot spires, ye Tory towers	Stephen	[374]
Ye kite-flyers of Scotland	Peacock	[162]
Ye Sylphs, who banquet on my Delia's blush	Southey	[147]
Yonder to the kiosk, beside the creek	Thackeray	[246]
'You are old, Father William,' the young man said	Dodgson	[309]
You over there, young man, with the guide-book	Bunner	[370]
Your Fanny was never false-hearted	Thackeray	[247]
You see this pebble-stone? It's a thing I bought	Calverley	[301]
You've all heard of Larry O'Toole	Thackeray	[242]
Zuleikah! The young Agas in the bazaar	Thackeray	[246]

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