He’ll try to soothe the grief of those playgoers who deplore
All the fine old heavy villains
Of the Drama’s palmy days.
Lines in “Deep Red Rover,” an O’piratic burlesque, by Westmacott Chapman.
The Fine Old Common Councilman.
I’ll sing you a fine new song at once, before it is too late,
Of a very Common-Councilman who’s trembling for his state,
Who guzzling at his hall comes out particularly great,
But whom his friends in early life forgot to educate,