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GODIVA.
WHITTINGTON.
By Alfred Tennisball.
(N.B.—No connexion with “I waited for the Train at Coventry,” &c.)
I waited for the boat at Hungerford;
I hung with snobs and swells upon the bridge,
To watch the muddy water; there I shaped
The City’s ancient legend into this:—
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Not only we of Eighteen Fifty-seven,