"CUTS!" OR, WE NEVER SPEAK AS WE PASS BY.
We never speak as we pass by!
Alas! it was not always so.
But now I cannot catch his eye,
And, when I come, he's prompt to go.
"Il me reverra." So I said
When I resigned, his love to try,
But see how WILHELM turns his head!
We never speak as we pass by!
Not indispensable! Absurd!
I built the Empire, made the Crown.
Of Emperor WILHELM who had heard
But for my prowess and renown?
And Emperor WILHELM cocks his nose,
Regards me with averted eye;
And, just as though, we now were foes,
We never speak as we pass by!
The boy, the ingrate, the young cock,
Who thinks he's eagle when he crows;
Old Aquila is he to mock?
I'll cut his comb ere matters close.
And yet, and yet he keeps it up,
And Germany demands not why!
He bangs away like a big Krupp—
We never speak as we pass by.
My HERBERT, you should hold my place,
But you must share your sire's cold snub.
Did I promote the lion's race
To be kicked out by its least cub?
This wedding-favour's gay and smart.
I to Vienna's bridal fly;
But something rankles in my heart;—
We never speak as we pass by!
Will FRANCIS-JOSEPH see his way
To—help Coriolanus back?
I can't believe I've had my day;
It makes ambition's heart-strings crack.
But that imperious youngster shuts
The door of hope howe'er I try.
Are we for ever to be "cuts,"
And never speak as we pass by?
