His tail won’t wag, his mane declines to shake;
In wain would I the British Lion wake!
Punch. August 11, 1877.
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THE TRIOLET.
(In a Temper.)
A Triolet’s scarcely the thing—
Unless you would carol in fetters!
If lark-like you freely would sing,
A Triolet’s scarcely the thing: