To take my sport as becomes a man,
To shoot no pigeons, to sell no race,
Nor a gentleman’s name to in aught disgrace:
All this I swear, so I think ’tis clear
I have much to change in the Glad New Year!”
Truth. January 3, 1884.
Said I to Myself, Said I.
(As sung by Mr. Henry Irving).
When I took to the stage as a gifted young man,