“AN HEROIC EPISTLE FROM BRASSEY TO BIG CAUNT.”
To thee I send these lines, illustrious Caunt!
Of courage tried, and huge as John of Gaunt,
To thee my foolscap with black ink I blot,
To tell the big ’un Brassey fears him not,
And that in battle, should the fates allow,
He means to snatch the laurels from his brow,
At all his boasted pluck and prowess smile,
And give him pepper in superior style.
Yes, gallant Caunt, next Tuesday will declare