And if a pledge—what pledge—and whence when and where
Is the money to come, that, betwixt bull and bear,
Like a bone of contention will fall?
Punch. January 16, 1875.
A Terrible Tale.
The night it was dark, not a star in the sky,
As the Lord Mayor of London passed nervously by
A charnel-house crammed with the bodies of those
Who had died ’neath grim Radicals’ murderous blows.