INDEX.

The authors of the original songs are arranged in alphabetical order; the titles of the original poems are printed in italics, followed by the Parodies, the authors of which are named, in italics, wherever possible.

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Advertisement parodies[278]
Corn Law Rhymes. 1844. E. Elliott[278]
Druidical songs. 1839. J. Wilson[278]
Leigh Hunt and The Examiner. 1813[101]
Motley. 1855. Cuthbert Bede[278]
The New Whig Guide. W. Wright. 1819[255]
Perfection. T. Haynes Baily[42]
Schubert’s songs in English translations[278]
Songs of the Press. 1845. C. H. Timperley[278]
A Town Garland. H. Sambrook Leigh[53]
Theatrical burlesques and extravaganzas[278]
A List of authors of the same[278]
Thomas Haynes Bayly.
She wore a wreath of roses[42]
He wore a brace of pistols. Punch[42]
He dined at Bertholini’s. Albert Smith[42]
He wore grey worsted stockings[43]
He wore a suit of Moses[43]
She wore a wreath of roses. Shirley Brooks[43]
He wore a pair of “mittens”[43]
He rode a tandem tricycle[44]
I saw her but a moment[44]
Oh! no, we never mention her[44]
Oh! am I then remembered still[44]
Oh no! we’ll never mention him. R. H. Barham[45]
Oh! no we never mention him. The Gownsman[45]
Oh no we never finger it. Figaro[45]
Oh! no! we never mention her![45]
Oh! no I say; don’t mention it[46]
Oh! no, I never name my wife[46]
Oh, no! I never mentioned it. Lady Clarke[272]
I’d be a butterfly[46]
Ah sim Papilio (Latin version)[46]
I would not be a butterfly. H. S. Leigh[47]
I’d be a parody. Sharpe’s Magazine[47]
I’d be a rifleman. Bentley Ballads[47]
I make the butter fly. G. O. Trevelyan[47]
I’d be a Rothschild. The Mirror[47]
Me be a nigger boy. Fraser’s Magazine[48]
I’d be a minister. Figaro, 1833[48]
I’d be a butterfly. Punch, 1856[48]
I’d be a bottle-fly. Blackwood, 1828[273]
We met—’twas in a crowd[48]
We met—’twas in a mob[49-50]
We met—’twas in your shop[49]
We met—’twas in St. Giles[49]
We met—’twas on the ground[49]
We met—’twas in a field[49]
They met—’twas in a storm[49]
We met—’twas in the House[50]
We met in upper school[50]
The Soldier’s Tear.
Upon the hill he turned[50]
Beside the church he stood[51]
Upon his heel he turned. Figaro[51]
Upon the ground he stood. Punch[51]
In the street he turn’d[51]
Against the rails he leant. Shirley Brooks[52]
Upon the pier he turned. Punch[52]
He turned upon his heel[52]
Upon the hill he turned[272]
The sapper’s beer. 1851[272]
She stood beside the counter[272]
Satins and silks I sang gravely and gaily[42]
Out John! out, John![53]
Out John (to John Bright). Truth. 1886[53]
“Nay” John (Temperance song)[54]
Out, Tom! (to Sir Thomas Brassey). Truth[55]
Oh! the Old House at Home[55]
A Parody from A Bowl of Punch. 1848[55]
The Broadwood is opened. Fun[52]
I have taken ten glasses of sherry. Fun[53]
 (Two Imitations of T. H. Bayly, by Henry S. Leigh. 1871.)
Alfred Bunn.
The heart bowed down.
The sot bowed down by too much drink[33]
When other lips and other hearts.
When other months amid the range[33]
When other lips and other eyes. J. R. Planché[33]
When other wits and other bards[33]
I dreamt that I dwelt in marble halls[33]
I dreamt that I stood in the Crystal Halls[34]
I dreamt that I dined in Conservative halls[34]
I dreamt that I sat in the House of Lords[34]
I dreamt that I danced at Mabille balls[34]
I dreamt that I dined on marbled beef[34]
I dreamt that I dwelt. H. Furniss[274]
I dreamt that I gazed at the Marble Arch[274]
The light of other days is faded[179]
The coat of other days is faded[179]
The foggy Gin-Fluenza days[179]
Thomas Campbell.
Ye gentlemen of England. Martyn Parker[243]
Ye pugilists of England. 1819[243]
Ye President’s and L’Amy’s men[244]
You grand old man of England[244]
Ye barristers of England[244]
Ye gentlemen of England[244]
Ye Liberals of England[244]
You noblemen of England[245]
Ye Unionists of England[245]
Ye cricketers of England[245]
Ye bicyclists of England. Punch[276]
Lewis Carroll.
Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland[55]
As a pantomime at Woolwich. J. Addison[55]
As a musical play. By H. Savile Clarke[56]
The walrus and the carpenter.
“The sun was shining on the sea”[56]
The vulture and the husbandman.[57]
“The rain was raining cheerfully.” Light Green[57]
The Nyum Nyum chortled by the sea[57]
Jabberwocky.
“’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves.”[58]
Waggawocky. (on the Tichborne Trial)
“’Twas May-time, and the lawyer coves.”[59]
Across the swiffling waves they went. Truth.[59]
’Twas grilling hot, the bloky cove.    ”[59]
“Can you move a little faster?”      ”[59]
Henry Carey.
God save the King.[111]
Grand Dieu, Sauvez le Roy[111]
God save Great George our King[111]
Domine Salvum fac Regem. 1795.[112]
Heil dir im Sieger Kranz[111]
Version in honour of William IV.[112]
Victory, Freedom and Fox. 1784.[113]
Our Mother Church. 1790.[113]
God save great Johnny Bull. 1809.[113]
  (Sung during the O. P. Riots)
Hail! Masonry Divine[114]
God save the Rights of Man. 1820.[114]
People! save yourselves. 1871.[114]
“X” save our graceless Chief. 1884.[114]
Down with the Lords. 1884.[115]
God save Gladstone. 1885.[115]
Soon will our gracious Queen. 1886[115]
Verse composed on the Queen’s Marriage[115]
Verse for the Jubilee year. 1887.[115]
God bless our native land.[115]
Bob shave great George our King[89]
Cumberland, King![278]
Thy choicest curse in store[278]
Orange plots against the throne[278]
Sally in our Alley[21]
Of all the girls that are so smart[21]
“The Rhino.” 1824[21]
“Sally” in Latin. In Saram G. K. Gillespie[21]
Of all the flats with blunt that part. Punch[21]
Of all the Peers within the house[21]
Of all the days that’s in the week[21], [23]
Of all the folks in purse that smart[22]
Of all tragediennes so smart. Funny Folks[22]
Of all the brutes I loathe to meet,[22]
Of all the girls in our town. S. Brett[22]
Of all the follies on our part. Punch[23]
Of all the Rads that are so smart[203]
Of all the would-be witty Rads[203]
Eliza Cook.
I love it, I love it. (The old arm chair)[6]
I loathe it, I loathe it! Henry S. Leigh[6]
I love it. (The new arm chair) Punch[6]
I loved it. (The Speaker’s chair) Truth[6]
I dread it, I dread it! Funny Folks[7]
I hate it. (The dentist’s chair) Modern Society[7]
That gridiron by the mantel-piece. After Eliza Cook[7]
Charles Dibdin.
The Jolly Young Waterman.
“And did you ne’er hear of a jolly young Waterman?”[66]
And did you not hear of a jolly young barrister?[67]
Oh, did you e’er hear of such jolly bad water man?[67]
And did you ne’er hear of a jolly old waterman?[67]
Oh! did you not hear of a handsome young clergyman?[67]
Oh, did you ne’er hear of a jolly young trilobite?[67]
And did you not hear of that luckless “young gentleman?”[67]
Oh! did you ne’er hear of a jolly old woodcutter? (On Mr. Gladstone)[68]
Did you ever hear tell of a jolly young rifleman? (On Lord Ranelagh)[68]
Did you ever hear tell of the jolly young waterman?[68]
The High Mettled Racer[68]
“See, the course throng’d with gazers”[68]
See, the shore lined with gazers. C. Dibdin[69]
See, the house throng’d with members. 1832[69]
Since of course we want razors. Cuthbert Bede[69]
See the pier throng’d with gazers! Punch[69]
The village born beauty[70]
My name d’ye see’s Tom Tough[70]
Yes, my name d’ye see’s Tom Tough. Truth[70]
Yes, my name d’ye know’s Tom Tough. Truth[71]
My Polly
Do you want to know the ugliest craft?[80]
Wapping Old Stairs.
“Your Molly has never been false”[65]
Untrue to my Ulric I never could be. Thackeray[65]
Adelina has flirted. Punch[65]
Your Fanny was never false hearted. Thackeray[65]
Your money will never be safe[65]
Tom Bowling.
“Here a sheer hulk lies poor Tom Bowling”[65]
Here a sheer hulk from fierce round bowling[66]
Here, on the floor stands famed Tom Brassey[66]
But a sheer wreck, sits poor Tom Noddy[66]
“Drunken Sally.” By L. M. Thornton[66]
Here lies a bit of Tom Torpedo[268]
A sheer hulk lies the “Devastation”[268]
’Twas post meridian, half-past four,[72]
’Twas prime meridian, twelve at noon[72]
’Twas when the great review was o’er[267]
’Twas post meridian, half-past four[267]
As pensive one night in my garret I sate.[72]
I had knocked out the dust from my pipe[72]
Thomas Dibdin.
Deserted by the waning moon[73]
Deserted by the waning purse[73]
Deserted by declining day[73]
Hot from the guard room. Punch[73]
Daddy Neptune one day[266]
Henry Byron one day to A. Harris did say[266]
(On the pantomime of Robinson Crusoe) C. Bede
May we ne’er want a friend[73]
An answer to the foregoing. Tom Hood[73]
Go, patter to Lords of the Admiralty[268]
Charles Dickens.
Oh! a dainty plant is the Ivy green.[9]
Oh! a dreary print is the Daily News[9]
Oh! a splendid soup is the true Pea green[9]
Oh! a dainty growth is official routine. Punch[10]
Oh! a dainty plant is the Cabbage green[10]
A fine old thing is the yard of clay[10]
Oh, a rare old toper was I. V. Green. Judy[11]
Oh! a cunning “plant” doth the Jew I ween[275]
Oh! a fine old chaunt is “God save the Queen.”[275]
They told him, gently she was dead.[11]
They told him gently he was mad[11]
They told him gently she was gone[11]
Henry Fielding.
The Roast Beef of Old England[104]
The Kail-Brose o’ auld Scotland[104]
Oh, the true Whigs of Old England. 1784[104]
O! the white vests of Young England. 1844[104]
Oh! the brown beer of Old England[105]
The Frog and the Bull[105]
Oh! the boiled beef of Old England. 1858[105]
The Pauper’s Chaunt[106]
O, the boiled beef of Australia. 1872[106]
The glorious plum-pudding of England. 1879[106]
David Garrick.
Come, cheer up my lads![76]
Come, cheer up my lads. 1784[76]
  ”   ”   ”   merry Christmas is near[76]
  ”   ”   ”   (for the Liverpool election 1812)[76]
Unfurl the old flag. J. T. Wright[77]
The day dawns upon us. J. H. Wheeler[77]
Arouse, men of England. D. Evans[77]
Awake, sons of Britain[77]
W. S. Gilbert.
A list of his dramatic productions[116]
Trial by Jury[116]
The Judge’s song[116]
Song on Breach of Promise of Marriage[117]
H. M. S. Pinafore.
I am the Captain of the Pinafore[117]
I am the Mahdi of Mid-Lothian[117]
I am the Captain of this Home Rule corps[117]
I’m the curse of my country. Truth. 1884[118]
Joe Golightly, or the First Lord’s daughter[139]
When I was a lad I served a term. (Disraeli.)[118]
When he was a lad he served a term. (Garfield.)[118]
Little Primrose’s song. (Lord Beaconsfield.)[119]
Your Grace, we have important information[119]
He is an Englishman. (Tichborne Claimant)[119]
The Pirates of Penzance.
Policemen’s chorus[120]
Hem! I represent the law. 1883[120]
Song by the Prince of Wales. 1884[120]
When the Free and Independent goes a-voting[120]
The Wheelist’s chorus. A. Gibbons[120], [121]
When Lord Beaky’s not engaged in lamentation[120]
When a fellow finds in tennis his enjoyment[121]
When the window “prising” burglar. Fun[276]
Patience; or, Bunthorne’s Bride. 1881[121]
F. C. Burnand’s The Colonel[121]
The Pre-Raphaelite brotherhood[122]
The Æsthetic Movement in England[122]
When I first put this uniform on[122]
The impecunious officer[122]
Song on the Kilt by Prince Battenberg[122]
When I first put Joe’s uniform on[123]
If you want a receipt for that popular mystery[123]
If you want a resiet for a novel stenografy. The Phonetic Journal. 1886[123]
If you’re anxious for to shine[124]
If you want to cut a shine. P. Bosecic[124]
Prithee, pretty maiden—prithee tell me true[124]
Prithee, Vernon Harcourt. The Sporting Times[124]
Prithee, Secretary, what’s the latest news[125]
Prithee, gentle working-man. Truth. 1883[125]
“The Times,” newspaper blunders, and hoaxes[124]
Sir W. Vernon Harcourt and the “Times”[124]
Trio in “Patience,” by Duke, Colonel and Major[125]
Trio in House of Commons by Lord R. Churchill, Ashmead Bartlett, and Sir Drummond Wolff. Punch. 1882[125]
Song by the Social Belle. Truth[126]
“The St. James’s Gazette” on Mr. Joseph Chamberlain in 1885[126]
“A very long nosed young man,” and other verses on the political celebrities of 1882[126]
The flippity-flop young man. H. Adams[127]
On Sir Wilfrid Lawson, F. C. Burnand, Henry Irving, Miss Terry, and General Booth[127]
On the Daily Telegraph, Gladstone, Salisbury and Sir Stafford Northcote[128]
A common-place young girl[128]
A practical, plain young girl[277]
Iolanthe; or, the Peer and the Peri
When upon the stage we play. The Referee, 1883[128]
A Lord Chief Justice, by common consent[129]
I’m such a susceptible Chancellor[129]
When I went to the Church[129]
When I took my commission[129]
When I went to the bar[130]
When I hospitals walked[130]
Said a Barrister, low, to himself[130]
Said a British General[130]
Said a West-end Tradesman[130]
Said a jerry Builder[130]
Said a City Alderman[130]
Said a man of fashion[130]
Said I to myself (Henry Irving)[130]
When I went to the City (the masher)[131]
Oh, nation gay (England to France)[131]
Oh, foolish swain (Lawn Tennis)[131]
Princess Ida.
Henry George as the disagreeable man[132]
If green cheddar you desire[132]
I was not so very old[133]
Of all the plans there are on earth[133]
Ye who are cumbersome and slow[133]
Common sense we bar[133]
If you give me your attention. (Col. Knox)[133]
The Mikado.
On a battle field gory[134]
Three little maids from school[134]
On a seat in the garden[134]
The flowers that bloom in the pot[135]
The flowers that bloom in the spring[135]
The Rads all the yokels to gain, tra la[139]
At this general election, 1886[135]
How much they’ve all been missed[135]
Three little aids to health are we[136]
In a cot by a river a lady forlorn[136]
The Home Secretary’s song[277]
Ruddigore; or, the witch’s curse.[136]
Alterations, and omissions[137]
Once upon a midnight dreary[137]
Oh, why am I gloomy and sad[138]
I once was a very abandoned person[138]
Come hither, ye slaves of the weed[138]
“Ruddy George,” at Toole’s Theatre[138]
Roll on, thick haze, roll on[139]
It really doesn’t matter[277]
Pygmalion and Galatea[139]
Chiselling Pygmalion[139]
The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree[140]
Bab Ballads[139]
King Thebaw of Burmah[140]
Thebaw was the king of the golden toe[141]
A monarch of Burmah, I cannot tell why[141]
A parody by F. B. Doveton[141]
The Bishop and the Ballet[142]
Thomas Hood.
The dream of Eugene Aram.
The dream of the Bilious Beadle. A. Shirley[89]
Lady Arthur Hill.
In the gloaming.
In the gloaming, oh! my darling! Icycles[5]
  ”    ”    ”    ”    Judy[5]
In the shooting, oh, my comrade. A. H. Smith[5]
In the gloaming, O my darlings! Girls’ Own Paper[5]
In the gloaming, oh, my proctor. A. H. Smith[5]
In the steamer, O my darling[63]
On the ocean, oh, my darling[275]
Robert Herrick.
Fair Daffodils we weep to see[39]
Dear little bills, we weep to see. H. Cayley[39]
Order ye Wallsends while ye may[40]
Why do I love my love[40]
Ah, Ben! say how or when[181]
A fine frank roughness in the dress[181]
Cherry ripe, ripe, I cry[40]
There’s a garden in her face[40]
Water-pipes, water-pipes, pipes, I cry[40]
Coffee hot, coffee hot, hot, I cry[41]
Rosy wine, rosy wine, wine we sip[41]
Heavy wet, heavy wet, still I cry[41]
Cherry pie! cherry pie! pie! I cry[41]
Mutton chops, mutton chops, chops, I cry[41]
Cherry bounce, cherry bounce, bounce, I cry[41]
Guinea-pigs, guinea-pigs, pigs, I cry[41]
Cats’ meat, cats’ meat, meat, I cry. C. H. Ross[259]
Her pretty feet like snails did creep[41]
Her feet beneath her petticoat. J. Suckling[41]
I die if I but spy. Ernest Radford[259]
Ben Jonson.
Ben Jonson’s Ode on the Stage. 1631[212]
An answer to the above by Owen Feltham[212]
Another reply by Randolph[213]
Drink to me only with thine eyes[31]
Drink to me only from a jug. 1823[31]
Wink at me only with glass eye[31]
Bring to me only, if you’re wise[31]
Drink wine only with thy drugs[31]
Rink to me only with thine ice[32]
Talk to me only with thine eyes. H. S. Leigh[32]
Print for me only just one word[181]
I sent thee late my able book[181]
Come to my lobby with thy vote. C. H. Waring[259]
Richard Lovelace.
To Althea.
When Love, with unconfinèd Wings[214]
Grey hairs do not a prophet make. C. H. Waring[214]
Champagne will not a dinner make[214]
Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind[214]
Tell me not, sweet, it is a dodge[214]
Dr. Charles Mackay.
John Brown’s Philosophy.
“I’ve a guinea I can spend”[198]
An answer to the above,
“I’ve listened to your song” J. R. Planché[199]
Cheer, boys! cheer![199]
Beer! boys! beer! J. A. Hardwick[199], [200]
Vote, boys, vote![199]
There’s a good time coming, boys[200]
Curses on thee, haughty England[200]
There’s a good road making, boys. 1846[201]
I met the waiter in his prime[201]
It’s a long time coming, boys. 1848[201]
On the Salvation Army[202]
Parody from Songs for Liberal Electors[202]
The past has proved a trying time[202]
To the West! To the West![202]
I’m in love! I’m in love![202]
Far, far upon the Sea.
Pa, out upon the spree. J. A. Hardwick[202]
Christopher Marlowe.
Come live with me, and be my love[36]
If all the world. Sir W. Raleigh[37]
The above in Izaak Walton’s “Angler,”[37]
Come live with me. F. C. Burnand[38]
Come, rink with me. Judy[38]
Come dwell with me, and be my own[232]
Come dine with me (on mutton chops)[232]
Come, switch with me my cockney love[258]
The Nymph’s reply[258]
Hon. Mrs. Norton.
The Arab’s farewell to his Steed.
“My beautiful, my beautiful”[260]
The dying vendor of vegetables to his palfrey of Jerusalem[260]
A traveller’s farewell to his train[260]
My—anything but beautiful. P. F. Allen[261]
My pewter full, my pewter full[261]
My bicycle, my bicycle. One and All[262]
My beautiful, my bicycle[262]
The Englishman’s farewell to his train[263]
The public’s address to his cabman[263]
The rinker’s farewell to her skates[263]
Bingen on the Rhine[264]
St. Louis by the creek Chicago Tribune[264]
Love not, ye hapless sons of clay![13]
Smoke not your weeds, nor pipes of clay[13]
“Stay” not! no longer don. Punch[14]
Vote not for me, I pray. Robert Lowe[14]
Adelaide Anne Proctor.
I had a message to send her[2]
I had a message to send her. Funny Folks[2]
I had a message to give her. Fun[2]
I’d another message to send her. 1876[64]
Seated one day at the organ[3]
Batting one day at the Oval. G. F. Grace[3]
Seated one day on the organ. Judy. 1880[3]
Seated at church in the winter. A. H. S.[4]
Seated for years at the organ. Punch[4]
Seated one day at a Café. Judy.[4]
Seated one day on an organ. J. W. G. W.[35]
Seated one day at the window[35]
Seated one day in her carriage. George Grossmith[36]
Standing one day at his organ. Judy[275]
B. W. Proctor. (Barry Cornwall.)
Sing! who sings?[203]
Ride! who rides?[203]
Dine! who’d dine?[204]
The sea, the sea, the open sea[204]
The Cam, the Cam! the dirty Cam. 1836[204]
The pipe, the pipe! the German pipe[204]
The gin, the gin! Hodge’s cordial gin[204]
The mail, the mail! the Royal mail[205]
The road, the road! the turnpike road![205]
Of steak, of steak—of prime rump steak[205]
The tea, the tea! the genuine tea![206]
The See, the See! the wealthy See![206]
The tea, the tea! the beef, beef tea![206]
The C! the C! the alto C![206]
The van, the van! the hurrying van![207]
The news, the news! the motley news[210]
The press! the press! the glorious press![210]
King Death was a rare old fellow[207]
July is a rare old fellow[207]
The Return of the Admiral.
“How gallantly, how merrily we ride along the sea”[207]
The return of the omnibus. Albert Smith.[207]
The Alderman. 1884[208]
The cruise of the old admiral[208]
The return of the Members. Diogenes. 1853[208]
The term of the Freshman. Canon Hole[209]
The return to Tyrol. Rev. J. W. Ebsworth[209]
The baby in the train. J. Ashby Sterry[209]
J. Howard Payne
Home, sweet Home[26]
Two additional verses and notes[26]
The court of my sovereign. Figaro. 1832[27]
’Mid fritters and lollipops[27]
’Mid Westminster’s Palace. Punch. 1846[27]
Though crosses and candles[27]
Up courts and round palaces[27]
From circuit to circuit [27]
’Midst mansions and palaces. Truth. 1882[28]
’Mid hardships and hovels. Weekly Dispatch[28]
Through clubdoms fair palaces   ”[28]
’Mid new courts and chambers   ”[29]
In Westminster Palaces      ”[29]
Though bidden to roam.   Truth. 1885[29]
Fond hearts bear its sweetness  ”[29]
In the Soudan desert      ”[29]
Though far from dear England  ”[29]
In joy or in sadness        ”[29]
Tho’ rich be our portion      ”[29]
I pray that I reach       ”[29]
How many in dreams       ”[29]
Like bird to its nest       ”[29]
’Mid falsehood and fallacies   ”[30]
’Mid soup, fish, and entrées    ”[30]
’Midst mansions or cottages   ”[30]
’Mid gin shops or “palaces”    ”[30]
’Mid pleasures and palaces   ”[30]
’Mid worry and bustle       ”[30]
Of all the strong drinks       ”[30]
In islands or continents       ”[30]
’Neath measures and policies   ”[30]
When worries and creditors   ”[31]
’Mid Ritualistic clergy       ”[31]
’Mid play sure, sand palaces    ”[31]
Index to catch lines of Choruses.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home[26]
Place, place! sweet sweet place[27]
Pomme! pomme! Beignet de Pomme![27]
Reid, Reid! doctor Reid[27]
Rome, Rome! sweet, sweet Rome[27], [31]
Home! home! they’ve no home[27]
Home! home! vile, vile home![28]
Home! home! sweet rule of home![29]
Law, law, cheap, cheap law[30]
Beef, beef, roast, roast beef[30]
Tea, Tea, sweet, sweet tea![30]
Home, home, bleak, bleak home[30]
Roam, roam, sweet to roam![30]
When spring cleaning times come[30]
Rum, rum, good, good rum[30]
Jones, Jones, still, still Jones[30]
Home rule, rule at home[30]
Boulogne! oh Boulogne![31]
Home rule! sweet home rule![271]
Ale, ale! Double X ale![271]
Sir Walter Raleigh.
Go soul, the body’s guest[211]
Go, truth, unwelcome guest[212]
Shall I like a hermit dwell?[257]
Shall I, wasting in despair. G. Wither[257]
Shall my heart be filled with care?[258]
Shall I fret and fume and swear? H. C. Merivale [258]
Richard Brinsley Sheridan.
Burlesques on his plays[195]
The Critic Anticipated. 1779[195]
Elizabeth; or, the Invisible Armada[195]
The Ar-Rivals. 1884[195]
Pizarro; a Spanish Rolla-king drama[259]
Pizarro; or, the Leotard of Peru[259]
Here’s to the maiden of bashful fifteen[195]
A health to the nut brown lass[196]
Here’s to each Tory and Radical too  1845[196]
Love, you must own, is a comical thing[196]
Here’s to the voter whose terms are fifteen[196]
Here’s to the ringman. The Globe[197]
Easter for maidens of bashful fifteen[197]
Here’s to the man with a balance in hand[197]
Here’s to the fresher not out of his teens[197]
Here’s to the motley, mellifluous host[197]
Smart Churchill, ’cute Chamberlain[198]
All names of the male kind masculine call[259]
Had I a heart for falsehood framed[198]
Had I a pound of tender steak[198]
This bottle’s the sun of our table[259]
Bicycle’s the sun of our stable. J. G. Dalton[259]
Sir John Suckling.
Why so pale and wan, fond lover?[178]
Why so sad and pale, fond lover? 1819[178]
Ballad upon a wedding[178]
Aylesbury Races. Sir J. H. Moore[178]
Algernon Charles Swinburne.
The Question. The Daily Telegraph. 1887[147]
The Answer. The Daily News. 1887[147]
James Thomson.
Rule Britannia[108]
A Latin version. Blackwood’s Magazine[108]
When Canning’s name was first proclaim’d[109]
When Britain first, impell’d by pride[109]
When freedom’s foes mock labour’s groan[109]
When first the South, to fury fanned[109]
When faction at the De’ils command[110]
When Beaconsfield, at civic board. 1879[110]
Jingoes ever will be knaves[110]
Brickbats never will be slates[110]
Lord Tennyson.
Lord Tennyson’s Jubilee Ode.
Macmillan’s Magazine. April, 1887[142]
“Fifty times the rose has flower’d”[142]
Fifty times the Laureate sharpened his pencil. The Globe[143]
Fifty times the clown has grinned. Punch[143]
Fifty times the lines have slipped and halted. Scraps[144]
Fifty times our nose has twirled and tilted. Moonshine[144]
Fifty times seven days are past and ended. St. James’s Gazette[145]
You, the Laureate (O Fortunate)[146]
He, revered for a genius. F. B. Doveton[146]
Fifty times the State has fooled[146]
Ye, who revel in authorship[146]
She, disliked for a craftiness[146]
(These five are from The Weekly Dispatch.)
Fifty times my nose I’ve rubbed[147]
The ode as it ought to be[279]
Fifty times my nose you’ve broken[279]
Fifty years your verses have been fading[279]
Fifty times we’ve planted Kail and used it. W. A. Sloan[280]

IRISH SONGS.
Samuel Lover.
Oh! Molly Bawn[246]
Oh! Molly, pawn without repining[246]
Oh! Robert Bawn, why leave me[246]
A baby was sleeping[246]
A woman half sleeping[246]
O come to the wild west. M. P. Romer[246]
The Low-backed Car[246]
When first I saw sweet Peggy[18]
When first I saw Miss Clara. Diogenes[18]
When first I used the railway. Punch[18]
The gin-shop bar. J. A. Hardwick[246]
When first I saw the Emperor. 1854[247]
Count O’Cavoureen. Shirley Brooks. 1859[247]
Kathleen Mavourneen’s answer[247]
Thomas Moore.
The days are gone when claret bright[252]
Those bicycles, those bicycles. J. G. Dalton[254]
Strong and sure were the skates she wore[254]
Where stood the bar, we’re building love[254]
Oh! there is not in nature[254]
Oft in the chilly night[254]
Most Irish questions are about[254]
The minstrel boy to the wars has gone[254]
The publican on his raid has gone[254]
The militiaman to parade is gone[254]
I knew by the dirt[254]
I knew by the noise[255]
I knew by the smoke[255]
Mary, I believed thee true[252]
O Mary, I believed you true. Thomas Hood[252]
’Tis the last rose of summer[253]
Eheu rosarum floruit ultima! Father Prout[253]
’Tis the first rose of summer. Judy[253]
’Tis the last “quid” of many. Fun[253]
’Tis the last fly of summer[253]
The Bells of Shandon.—Father Prout[247]
In Memoriam! Father Prout[248]
On Frazer’s Magazine. 1882[248]
The bells I’ve shamm’d on[248]
Brian O’Lin had no coat to put on[249]
Daniel O’Connell’d no mischief to brew[249]
You all knew Tom Moody—Andrew Cherry[249]
You all knew Pat Fagan[219]
The Lament of the Irish Emigrant.—Lady Dufferin
I’m sitting on the stile, Mary[16]
I’m flitting in the style, Mary. Diogenes[17]
I’m sitting in a style, Mary. Our Miscellany[17]
I’m sitting in this style, Mary, J. B. Oddfish[17]
I’m sitting at my window, Jack[17]
I left thee young and gay, Mary. Eliza Cook[18]
Meet me by moonlight alone.—J. A. Wade[60], [249]
Meet me, Miss Molly Malone[60]
Meet me this evening alone[60]
Meet me with Wimbush alone[60]
Meet me at breakfast alone. Punch[60]
Viens au bosquet, ce soir. F. Mahony[249]
Did ye hear of the Widow Malone?—C. Lever[250]
You’ve all heard of Larry O’Toole. W. M. Thackeray[250]
Did you hear of Nordisa’s first night?[250]
Erin go Bragh[250]
From Brest in the Bay of Biscay[250]
The Shan Van Vocht
Oh! the French are on the Sea[251]
There’s a Dutchman in the town[251]
Ballyhooly.—R. Martin[251]
The Parliamentary Ballyhooly[251]

SCOTCH SONGS.
Robert Burns.
Scots wha hae
Men whose fathers crushed the wrong[239]
Where’s the girl can fear disdain?[239]
Is there for honest policy. W. E. Sadler[243]
A rink’s a rink for a that. A. W. Mackenzie[240]
A man’s a man. Charles Mackay[242]
Is there for tenets Liberal. 1886[242]
Green grow the rushes O’[241]
A latin version by Father Prout[241]
A Gladstonite lament, 1886[240]
The wearing o’ the sashes, oh![242]
My Kitty O’, my Kitty O’. M. Fahy[242]
Randy Randolph Churchill, O![234]
My Love is like the red, red rose[238]
My love she has a red, red nose[239]
My love he has a great red nose[239]
Oh! where is our one policeman gone?[236]
Oh! where does my own true lover stay?[236]
The Broom cam capouring doon[237]
The Belgians are coming, oh dear![238]
An Address to the game laws[239]
Should auld habiliments be forgot?[239]
Let auld acquantance be forgot[240]
Ye German princes puir and proud[240]
Should brandy ever be forgot?[240]
Joe Chamberlain, my Joe[243]
Sir Walter Scott.
Partant pour la Syrie. Translation by Scott[183]
It was Dunois the young and brave[183]
It was Bill Noyes, the yeoman brave[184]
It was Dunupp, the hard beset[184]
To the Lords of Convention[237]
To the House at Westminster[237]
To the millions of England[237]
To the Peers ’tis the People[237]
The last pot of marmalade[237]
March, march; daisies and buttercups[235]
Lullaby in Guy Mannering.
Sleep, Mr. Speaker, ’tis surely fair. W. M. Praed.[182]
Maxwelton braes are bonnie[233]
The Guildhall bench is funny[233]
I have heard the mavis singing[233]
I have heard the cats a-squealing[233]
Let us haste to Kelvin Grove[235]
Let us haste and join the chase[235]
I’m wearin’ awa’ John—Lady Nairne[236]
I’m frichtened for ye a’ weans[236]
Where the poor cease to pay[236]
Behave yoursel’ before folk[234]
An answer to the above, by A. Rodger[234]
As lonely I sat on a calm summer morn[235]
Do you ken Arthur Peel?[230]
Oh dear! what can the matter be?[233]
The flowers of the forest are a’ wede awa’[238]
So mourn we to-night. Daily News. 1886[238]

WELSH SONGS.
Taffy was a Welshman[255]
Taffy is a Welshman. A complimentary version by Shirley Brooks[255]
The same in Welsh[256]
Bouncer was a welsher[256]
The march of the men of Harlech.
On by love of costs we’re goaded[257]
With blaze of fireworks, fêtes, &c.[257]
Brothers, up, to win new glory[257]

MISCELLANEOUS SONGS.
At the peaceful mid-night hour.—J. O’Keeffe[179]
A parody on the above[179]
A wet sheet and a flowing sea[229]
With wet feet in a committee[229]
Alice Gray
She’s all my fancy painted her[23]
It’s all my fancy painted it. Figaro[23]
She’s naught my fancy painted her[23]
He’s all his agent painted him[24]
He’s all my fancy painted him[24]
She’s not what fancy painted her. Punch[24]
She’s all the chimney sweep described[24]
No wonder that they’ve painted her[24]
She’s all my fancy painted her. L. H. Sheridan[272]
A frog he would a wooing go.
John Kemble he would an acting go[192]
Hal Clifford would a reforming go[192]
Campbell would a writing go. 1831[193]
Froggy must a warring go. 1857[193]
A Premier would a-wooing go. 1887[194]
Off they went to Osborne to play. 1887[194]
A gray old fox sat under a vine[195]
A life on the ocean wave.
A death on the ocean wave, Punch[78]
A life on the ocean waive, Man in the Moon[78]
And shall Trelawney die?[222]
And shall they strike at Ritual rites?[222]
A song to the oak, the brave old oak—H. F. Chorley[180]
A song to the Dukes. Punch. 1846[180]
A tale of the Tenth Hussars (on Colonel Baker)[87]
When the sand of the lonely desert. Punch. 1884[87]
When the train, on its lonely journey[87]
Ballads—Parodies on various[190]
Battle of Agincourt—M. Drayton[191]
Fair stood the wind (we thought). 1885[191]
See, where the hosts advance[191]
Baviad, and the Maeviad[169]
Beautiful Star.
Beautiful star, on each opera night[34]
Beautiful pit, behind the stalls[35]
Beautiful soup, so rich and green[35]
Billiawatha (on Buffalo Bill). Judy[276]
Blessed as the immortal gods is he—A. Philips[180]
Drunk as a dragon sure is he. H. Erskine[180]
Cease rude Boreas, blust’ring railer—G. A. Stevens[79]
Cease to bore us, and assail us. 1836[79]
Cease to lure us ’bout the ocean. 1865[80]
Champagne Charlie is my name[220]
Gad’s hill Charlie is my name. 1867[220]
Chevy Chace.
God prosper long our noble King[184]
A Parody from The Anti-Jacobin. 1798[185]
A Parody from The Morning Herald. 1799[185]
A parody on the O. P. riots. 1809[186]
A Protectionist parody. 1850[187]
A parody relating to Mr. Gladstone. 1885[187]
The battle of Putney Hill[185]
The Middlesex Election[210]
The Litchfield defeat[211]
Come, all ye jolly sailors bold.—Prince Hoare[74]
Come, every jolly rower bold. G. V. Cox[74]
Come, all ye Britons, brave and bold. Punch[74]
Come, all ye modern seamen bold[268]
Dance, the boatman, dance.
Sign the Bill stamp, sign[217]
Dear Betty, come give me sweet kisses.—Sir C. H. Williams[180]
Come, give us more Livings and Rectors[181]
Dear Tom, this brown jug.—F. Fawkes[172]
Dear Bill, this stone jug. Punch. 1857[172]
Dear Tom, this black pot. Figaro. 1832[173]
Dear Jack, this white mug. W. M. Thackeray[173]
Della Cruscans, The[69]
Darby and Joan.
The Liberal barque is on the wave [230]
The Derby’s here, and I’m getting grey [231]
Derby dear, I am old and grey [231]
Epitaph on George IV., with Cruikshank’s caricature[103]
Far away.
Where is our last big coup. Truth[20]
There is a fine old sow[20]
Where is a bobby found?[20]
Where is now the merry party?[21]
Fluttering spread thy purple pinions. 1733[169]
Slighted love the soul subduing[169]
Balmy zephyrs, lightly flitting. Horace Smith[170]
Lovely maid with rapture swelling[170]
For ever, and for ever. L. S. May[273]
Gentle Zitella, whither away![217]
Real Havannah! precious cigar![217]
Gently touch the warbling lyre.—A. Bradley[178]
Gently blow and stir the fire. Dean Swift[178]
God rest you merry gentlemen. A carol[192]
Go from my window, love go. 1590[270]
Who is at my windo, who, who?[270]
Hang sorrow, let’s cast away care[214]
Cast away care, he that loves sorrow[215]
Drink to-day, and drown all sorrow[215]
There are five reasons, as I think[215]
He who goes to bed, and goes to bed sober[215]
I am a friar of orders grey—J. O’Keeffe[177]
I am the demagogue of the day[177]
I am a simple muleteer.
I am a rifle volunteer. 1860[226]
I am tenant of nine feet by four. T. Hook[101]
This is the house that Jack built[102]
If doughty deeds.
If dirty deeds my lady please[228]
I give thee all—I can no more[182]
I give thee all (duck and peas)[182]
I hear the children’s voices. Corney Grain[225]
I know an eye—John Oxenford[64]
I know a “High.” College Rhymes. 1866[64]
I’m afloat! I’m afloat![78]
There’s a flat! there’s a flat! Puppet Show[78]
I’m a shot, I’m a shot![78]
I’m a float! I’m a float! The Angler’s Journal[78]
I’m a shrimp! I’m a shrimp! R. Brough[274]
I’m a gent! I’m a gent![274]
I’m ninety-five.
I’m thirty-five! I’m thirty-five. Truth[20]
In good King William’s peaceful reign[164]
In the days when we went gipsying[174]
Oh, the days when we went gipsying. A. Smith[174]
Oh, the days we read those musty books[175]
I would all womankind were dead. Aytoun[175]
It came with the merry May, love.[12]
It came with the joyful June, love[12]
It came with the merry May, love. F. Bowyer[36]
I thank the goodness and the grace[232]
Upon my childhood’s pallid morn[232]
I cannot sing the old songs—Claribel—[25]
We met—’twas on the rink[25]
I cannot eat the old horse[25]
I cannot hold the old creeds. G. Sexton[273]
I’ve been roaming, I’ve been roaming[62]
I’ve been shopping, I’ve been shopping[62]
I’ve been eating, I’ve been eating[62]
I’ve been turning, I’ve been turning[62]
Jolly Nose! the bright rubies that garnish thy tip. W. H. Ainsworth[231]
Beau nez! dont les rubis[231]
Just before the battle, mother[226]
Just before the wedding, mother[226]
Just after the wedding, mother[227]
Lilli Bulero—Lord Wharton[189]
The new Lila Bulero. 1798[189]
Bully bullero, buller a-la. 1887[190]
Long, long ago
Twine me the curls I delighted to see[182]
Lord Bateman was a noble lord[188]
The ballad as illustrated by George Cruikshank, with notes by Charles Dickens[188]
Lord Bateman was a noble lord[188]
Lord Lovell he stood at his castle gate[171]
He strode and he strode (on Bradlaugh). 1881[171]
Lord Lovell he stood at his own front door[171]
Joe Muggins he stood[171]
Lord Fitz-Faddle he lived[172]
Jack’s yarn
The Tailor’s holiday[155]
’Twas on a Monday morn[155]
My lodging is on the cold ground[178]
My lodging is in Leather-lane. W. B. Rhodes[179]
My Mother bids me bind my hair—Mrs. John Hunter[12]
My mother bids me dye my hair. Punch[12]
The Lancet bids me be a Peer. Funny Folks[13]
My mother bids me pinch my waist. Truth[13]
My mother bids me find an heir. Punch[63]
My mother bids me spend my smiles. T. Hood[63]
My Nellie’s Blue Eyes[152]
Two lovely black eyes. Charles Coborn[152]
Deux beaux yeux noirs[152]
Zwei augen so schwartz[152]
Down at the House, in the days that have been Punch[153]
My Queen. London Society[15]
My King. London Society[15]
My Scheme. Punch[15]
My Dude[274]
Nonsense Verses, and Parodies[169]
Old Simon the cellarer—J. L. Hatton[176]
Joe Podgers, the farmer. Fun. 1869[176]
Old Tim, the teetotaller Punch. 1871[176]
Old Taurus our cellarer. Judy. 1878[176]
Old Simmonds, the bellower. J. A. Hardwick[177]
Old William the cloturer. Punch. 1882[177]
Old Towler.
“Bright Chanticleer proclaims the dawn”[164]
The op’ning morn dispels the night[164]
Bright chandeliers the room adorn[165]
Our chance at Eyre we claim this dawn[165]
We’re going to have a glorious run[165]
Old King Coal was a merry old soul—Charles Mackay[165]
Oh! little Queen Cole was a nice little soul[166]
Old King Coal paid a very high toll[166]
Old King Cole was a savage old soul (on Henry Cole, C.B.) 1867[167]
Young King Coal was a merry young soul[167]
Oh! don’t you remember sweet Alice, Ben Bolt?[79]
Oh! don’t you remember Sweet William[3]
Now don’t you remember old Alice?[79]
Oh! don’t you remember sweet Sal?[79]
Oh! don’t you remember the days when “Bolt”[79]
Oh! give me but my Arab steed[226]
Oh! give me but my donkey, Joe[226]
Farewell my ribbons, and alack![226]
O, let me like a soldier fall[86]
Yes, let me like a feather fall. Whizz. 1880[86]
On Richmond Hill there lives a lass—Upton[179]
A parody on the above[179]
Of William’s bill we’ll see the last[180]
Oh! say not woman’s heart is bought—T. L. Pocock[183]
Oh, say not that my heart is caught[183]
Oh, say not life is dearly bought[183]
Oh! the mistletoe bough[25]
The mistletoe hung on the castle hall[25]
The Michaelmas goose lay in Leadenhall[25]
The cloth vos laid in the Vorkhouse hall[26]
At the old Manor-house and ancestral hall[26]
Oh! the snow, the beautiful snow[228]
Oh, ’tis love, ’tis love![63]
Oh, ’tis beef, ’tis beef! D. O’Meara[63]
Oh, ’tis love, ’tis love![64]
Oh! this love! this love![64]
Only a lock of her hair
Only a lock of his hair[16]
Only a common yard door[16]
Only a hair on his shoulder[16]
Only a cyclist gigantic. Once a Week[16]
On the Prairie, an imitation of Captain Mayne Reid[62]
Our dear old Church of England. S. Brooks[222]
Our party’s doing very well. Judy, 1880[223]
Jumbo and Taoung[223]
Over and over again[220]
As parodied by Miss Seventeen[220]
Over the garden wall[221]
Over the handles (Bicycle)[221]
A parody by F. L. Richardson[221]
Down with the castle wall[221]
Phillis is my only joy—C. Sedley[32]
Fillies is my only joy. 1867[32]
Please to remember the fifth of November[270]
’Tis good to remember the fifth of November[270]
Sadly Lord Salisbury. Fun. 1885[216]
Gaily the Grand Old Man. Truth. 1886.[216]
Said a smile to a tear.—James Kenney[168]
The loves of the plants[168]
Said a steak to a chop[168]
Said a fox to a goose[169]
Schubert’s Songs in English translations[278]
See, the Conquering Hero comes!
See, the conquering jingo comes. The Echo.[88]
She and I
I in a mighty palace.—G. C. Boyle[230]
I and she
She in a gay gin palace. J. M. Lowry[230]
Should you ask me whence these Indians[276]
Silver threads among the gold[232]
Don’t dye your hair when you grow old[232]
Sir Percy and the fearful fogge[229]
Some Day[14]
We know not when the day shall be. Truth[14]
I know not when your bill I’ll see. Doveton[63]
Strangers yet.—R. Monckton Milnes[14]
Strangers now. Once a week[14]
The old and young Courtier[90]
The fine old English gentleman[90]
The fine young English gentleman[91]
The fast young undergraduate. 1836[91]
The raal ould Irish gintleman[91]
The old and new Cantab. 1848[92]
The fine rich Jewish nobleman. 1850[93]
The fine old English innkeeper. 1853[93]
The fine old Standard tragedy. 1855[93]
The fine old English omnibus. 1856[94]
The fine old British subaltern[94]
The fine young English officer. 1857[95]
This wondrous nineteenth century. Frank E. Smedley. 1865 [95]
The fine old English gentleman of the present time[96]
The fine young London gentleman. 1882[96]
A fine old English general[96]
The fine old atom-molecule[97]
On Sir Stafford Northcote. 1885[97]
On the Grand Old Man. 1886[97]
The first rate English fox-hunter[98]
The special Correspondent. 1882[99]
The fine young agriculturist. 1867[99]
In the Post-office Directory. 1848[100]
The much mistaken demagogue. 1883[100]
A good old English gentleman. 1885[100]
The indefeasible title. 1881[100]
The fine old English Tory times. Charles Dickens. 1841[100]
The fine old Standard tragedy[149]
The fine young English gentleman[149]
The old English publican[150]
A fine old heavy villain[150]
The fine old common councilman[150]
A variety of Vicars. Truth[151]
The old English constable. Songs by Jingo[274]
The Gunpowder Plot.
“I sing a doleful tragedy”[155]
In the story of “Aladdin”[156]
I sing a song of foolishness[156]
I sing a comic-tragedy (on Bradlaugh)[157]
I sing a doleful tragedy. Cuthbert Bede[157]
The question for the country now (Home Rule)[158]
I sing about a grand old man[158]
The Hunt is Up[269]
With hunts up, with hunts up. 1590[270]
The Monks of Old.
A Darwinian ballad[220]
The Pilgrim of Love.
“Orynthia, my beloved, I call in vain”[159]
Oh, Blowsabel! my detested[159]
Angelina, my chickabiddy. G. W. Hunt[159]
Och, Judy, my sweet darling![159]
Chamberlain, my beloved![160]
A doctor who dwells (the seedy C.C.)[159]
The Queen in France. 1843[190]
The “Lay” of the good Lord Roseberry. 1885[190]
The Red, White, and Blue[106]
Oh, Britannia, the pride of the ocean[106]
Oh, Columbia, the gem of the ocean[107]
Great, great is the task set before us. 1885[107]
The Three Jovial Huntsmen.
The three jovial statesmen[227]
On Salisbury, Northcote, and Churchill[227]
The Two Obadiahs[221]
The two Marias. L. M. Thornton[222]
The two Tory Obadiahs. Truth. 1886[222]
The Tory Obadiah and the Union Obadiah[222]
The Vicar of Bray.
“In good King Charles’s golden days”[160]
When Pitt array’d the British arms. 1814[161]
In Mr. Gladstone’s powerful days[161]
In good Victoria’s palmy days[161]
When Bluff King Hal grew tired of Kate[162]
There’s a Land that Bears a well-known Name[107]
There’s a paper bears a well-known name[107]
The Jingo Englishman. 1878[107]
The Chancery Court[108]
There’s a game that bears (on cricket)[245]
The Bay of Biscay, O!—Andrew Cherry[75]
Loud roared the dreadful thunder
Loud roar’d the watchman’s rattle (O.P. Riots)[75]
Loud roar’d the smoking funnel. Punch[75]
I cut the ball right under. Tennis cuts[76]
The Beating of my Own Heart—R. M. Milnes[14]
The beating of my own wife. Punch[14]
Love and Science. Funny Folks[15]
The Beautiful Maid—Liston[183]
My fishmonger swore. Bishop R. Heber[183]
The British Grenadiers.
Some talk of Alexander—Anonymous. 1760[81]
Upon the plains of Flanders. Thomas Campbell[82]
Some talk of Alexander (Brook Green Volunteer). Punch[82]
Most regiments have some varlet. 1849[82]
The gallant specials of 1848[82]
Oh! some talk about Jack Sheppard. Diogenes[83]
Some talk of Alexander (on the Victoria Cross)[83]
Some talk of Alexander (on the London volunteers). 1860[83]
Aitcheson’s carabineers[83]
Some talk of Archimedes. Fun. 1866[84]
Come all ye dilettante bold. Funny Folks. 1878[84]
In Egypt there’s an old stream. Punch[85]
Some swear by Wilfred Lawson. Morning Post[85]
Some talk of Alexander. England[85]
Some praise the fair Queen Mary (song of Mrs. Jenny Geddes). Professor J. S. Blackie[85]
Some talk of Bright and Cobden. Truth[86]
Some men go in for science. Nicolson[268]
Some prate of patriotism (on the volunteers)[269]
The chief of the Liberal party. 1864[216]
The Chough and Crow to Roost are Gone[153]
With cough and cold to bed I’ve gone[153]
The private day and feast are gone. S. Brooks[154]
The inns and outs from rest are back[154]
The Girls they Left Behind Them.
Our gallant Guards have marched away[86]
We cheer our soldiers on their way. Funny Folks[86]
Ten Little Nigger Boys.
Ten joint-stock companies. Finis[218]
Ten little barmaids, sitting in a line. Judy[218]
Six royal persons in the realm alive[218]
Ten high commissioners. 1877[218]
Twelve Irish jurymen. 1881[218]
Ten thousand soldiers. 1881[219]
Ten British ironclads. 1885[219]
Ten Liberal Unionists. Sir W. Lawson[275]
Three Jolly Postboys.
Three Band of Hope boys[215]
To all you Ladies now on Land—Earl of Dorset[215]
Ho! all you toilers in the land[215]
To be there (Salvation Army song)[154]
’Tis I am the Gipsy King.[173]
Come, my dainty doxies[173]
Trip it, gipsies, trip it fine[173]
Oh! ’tis I am the railway king[173]
Oh! ’tis I am a frisky king[174]
Oh! ’tis I am a gipsy king[174]
’Twas in the grimy winter time. A. Shirley[89]
(The Bilious Beadle.)
’Twas in Trafalgar’s Bay—S. J. Arnold[80]
’Twas in the Spithead Bay. Diogenes[81]
’Twas in Trafalgar Square. Punch[81]
’Twas at the Pig and Cat[81]
The song of Billiawatha. Judy[276]
(A parody of Longfellow’s Hiawatha.)
Wait till the Clouds roll by[225]
Willy, my own grand Old One. 1885[225]
We are a Merry Family[223]
Song by Miss Mary Anderson[223]
Song by a crusted old bencher[223]
Song by a barrister[223]
Song by a successful Q.C.[224]
Song by Mr. Joseph Chamberlain[224]
The political happy familee[225]
We are English, you know[271]
That’s English, you know. Punch. 1887[271]
We Don’t want to Fight[88]
There’s Connaught does not want to fight[88]
What is the German’s Fatherland?[265]
Where doth proud England’s boundary stand?[265]
Was ist des Breitmann’s Vaterland?[265]
What is the German’s Fatherland?[265]
What is the Briton’s Fatherland?[266]
When the Tide Comes in[228]
Where the wet comes in[228]
When this Old Cap was New[167]
When this old hat was new. E. J. Burdette[168]
When this old joke was new. Hal Berte[168]
The Old Brigade—F. E. Weatherly.
Where are the Boys of the Old Brigade[19]
Sons of the old and staunch brigade[19]
Rare were the joys when our hair decayed[19]
Where are you going to, my Pretty Maid?[60]-270
Going to lecture. 1879[60]
Going to be photographed. 1878[60]
A new reading[61]
Going a chestnutting. 1886[61]
Going to publish. Ernest Radford[61]
Going a-swearing (C. Bradlaugh, M.P.)[61]
Going to Spelling Bee[61]
Going to a lecture. Modern Society[61]
“Shall I have any croppers?” Whizz[61]
“Will you come and see my Humber?” Whizz[61]
Wings! to bear me over—Percy Boyd[11]
Curls, that I might roll them. The Cheltonian[12]
Woodman, Spare that Tree—G. P. Morris[7]
Lincoln, spare that tree. Punch[7]
Gasman, light that clock   ”[8]
Frenchman, spare that tree  ”[8]
Gladstone, spare that tree  ”[8]
Spencer, spare that tree   ”[8]
Childers, spare that coin. Funny Folks[9]
Butcher, spare that pig[273]
Won’t you tell me why, Robin?
Oh! won’t you tell me why, doctor? Finis[38]
Oh, won’t you tell me why, Bobby?[39]
Write me a Letter from Home[219]
Send a remittance from home[219]
Post me a parcel from home[220]
Jeannette and Jeannot.
You are Going Far Away[217]
The lay of the creditor. 1848[217]
A Monte Christo ballad[217]
The Christmas pudding[217]

“IT was precisely the poets whom we most admired that we imitated the most frequently (in the ‘Bon Gaultier Ballads’). This was not certainly from any want of reverence, but rather out of the fulness of our admiration, just as the excess of a lover’s fondness often runs over into raillery of the very qualities that are dearest to his heart. ‘Let no one,’ says Heine, ‘ridicule mankind unless he loves them.’ With no less truth may it be said, Let no one parody a poet unless he loves him. He must first be penetrated by his spirit, and have steeped his ear in the music of his verse, before he can reflect these under a humorous aspect with success.”

From Sir Theodore Martin’s

Memoir of William Edmonstoune Aytoun. 1867.

Brown & Davenport, Printers, 40, Sun Street, Finsbury, London, E.C.

Transcriber’s Note:

This book was written in a period when many words had not become standardized in their spelling. Words may have multiple spelling variations or inconsistent hyphenation in the text. These have been left unchanged except indicated below.

Footnotes were renumbered sequentially and were moved to the end of the book. Obvious printing errors, such as backwards, upside down, or partially printed letters and punctuation, were corrected. Unprinted letters, punctuation and final stops missing at the end of sentences and abbreviations were added. Commas were changed to stops at ends of sentences and abbreviations. Duplicate words and letters at line endings and page breaks were removed. Quotation marks were adjusted to match as pairs.

In the Table of Contents, Part 24 was moved from Volume III. to Volume II. Where there was a difference in punctuation, accents, hyphenation, etc. between the index entry and the poem text, the index entry was adjusted to match that of the poem. Unprinted page numbers were added to the index.

There are three anchors to Footnote [5], two anchors to Footnote [8], and two anchors to Footnote [49].

[A TALE OF THE TENTH HUSSARS] and its parody were printed on facing pages across a page break. The end of each poem was rejoined to its beginning. Likewise, Swinburne's [The Question] and [The Answer] were printed on facing columns across several pages. Each poem was presented in its entirety followed by its parody.

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