I think my rhymes the bards will shake,
And all the critics gravel.
Bravo, Bob Lowe! for do you know
I think this dodge is clever,
For Statesmen come and Statesmen go,
But Bards live on for ever!
Punch, May 23, 1885.
Lord Sherbrooke, better known, perhaps, as Mr. Robert Lowe, had just produced a small volume of Poems, a piece of temerity on his part which is now quite forgotten and forgiven.
A Lay of Lawn Tennis.
(By a Lawn-Tennysonienne.)