A TENNYSONIAN LYRIC.
I hold this truth with one who sings
That when a donkey will not go,
The kick, the curse, the brutal blow
Should be exchanged for milder things.
But who that sees the donkey's ears
Droop downward, and his hind legs rise,
While from the creature's back he flies,
Can spare the lissom switch he bears?
Or who can smile when crowds condemn,
And ragamuffin imps deride,
Advising him to "get inside"
That product of Jerusalem?
Had I the brute that would not stir,
Despite "Gee-woa!" or "Kim-up, Ned!"
I should, methinks, use arts instead
Of supplemented provender.
From Funny Folks.
Funny Folks for January 23, 1875, contained a parody, in ten verses, on The Voyage; the first and last verse only are given, as the rest are of little interest:—