The Romance of Madame Tussaud's

by John Theodore Tussaud

The stillborn figures of Madame Tussaud,

With their eyes of glass and their hair of flax,

They only stare whatever you ax,

For their ears, you know, are nothing but wax.

Punch has always been very fond of honouring us with quips and sallies regarding portraits that seemed to merit such good-humoured attention. The dapper and debonair late Poet Laureate, Mr. Alfred Austin, had not long been added to the collection when our genial jester coruscated as follows:

ALFRED AUSTIN

Poet Laureate 1896-1913.

ALFRED AMONG THE IMMORTALS.