Will never return again.
JOHN COLLETT.
"But, says the Sporting Times, Calcutta is a rough place for a 'stony-broke,' for there is no comfortable workhouse for Europeans, such as would remind one of Tennyson's well-known 'Workhouse Song.'"—
"Break, break, break,
All these cursed stones I see,
For that is the task they've set me,
And I wish that I wasn't me."
WAKE! wake! wake!
In thy Northern land so free,