And go to school awhile,
Till the fame of your aim
Shall no more make foemen smile;
Till the Dutchman’s chuckle’s heard no more,
And your foes have ceased to smile.
Punch.
The Perils of Parliament.
Ye Gentlemen of England,
Who stay at home at ease,
And go to school awhile,
Till the fame of your aim
Shall no more make foemen smile;
Till the Dutchman’s chuckle’s heard no more,
And your foes have ceased to smile.
Punch.
The Perils of Parliament.
Ye Gentlemen of England,
Who stay at home at ease,