YORKSHIRE VICTOR.
Farewell to eminence attained of yore,
Great Surrey heads the County list no more!
For though you give a Richardson or Hayward,
Dame Fortune still will be a trifle wayward;
Though one was sorely missed, and surely no man
Can tell where they'd have been if they'd had Lohmann.
Surrey has had (like every dog) its day,
In 1893, perforce, makes way
For sturdy Yorkshire. Mr. Punch admires
This famous county of the Northern Shires.
For many a season past the worst of luck
Has dogged their steps, though not decreased their pluck;
And though each cricketer may have his likes,
There's not a man who'll not say—Well-played, Tykes!