All their high-sounding talk hides but envy and pride,
Though their tone is so soft and so fair;
’Tis for you to decide whom you’ll have to preside
At 10, Downing-street, Parliament-square.
Abracadabra.
The Weekly Dispatch. June 27, 1886.
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“Oh, Blame not the Bard.”
Ah, blame not the Bard if his frantic endeavours
At compassing kudos should constantly fail,