What is the Briton’s Father-Land?
(My patience drops its final sand—)
’Tis known by bâton and by hunch—
’Tis where all good folk read their Punch—
Where Punch is seen in every hand,
There! there’s the Briton’s Father-Land!
Shirley Brooks.
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THE SNUG LITTLE ISLAND.
Daddy Neptune, one day, to Freedom did say,