And the public it cursed in its hardness of heart.
Stay, stay with us—rest till an Empire is born;
And fain was the Novelist-Statesman to stay;
But Gladstone returned with the dawning of morn,
And all my majority melted away.
Funny Folks, April 17, 1880.
The Fatal Gallopade.
A Parody upon the style of Thomas Campbell,
Author of “Theodric,” etc.
’Twas night—a damp—dark—misty—murky night,