“That fain would cram each pigeon-hole
“With seven-shilling pieces!
“No, no—it will not do, Black Jack
“It shall not do, by Jingo;
“Old plays and prices we’ll have back,
And no outlandish lingo!”
The orchestra struck up in vain,
Macbeth and wife were hiss’d!
And “Birnham Wood to Dunsinane”
Unnotic’d pass’d, I wist.