TOM THE GOLFER.
[A Stanza on behalf of the testimonial now set on foot, and promoted by Mr. A. J. Balfour, to Tom Morris, the Grand Old Man of Golf.]
AIR—"Tom the Tinker."
Tom the Golfer's a wonderful man,
For though seventy-five, up to now, is his span,
At hitting a ball or at laying a plan,
He's a clipper is Tom the Golfer!
He can play the game, when not laying new links.
The Golf-world of a brave testimonial thinks,
And Punch inquires, with his choicest of winks,
"Now, Golfing-world, what offer?"
"What cheer, my hearties!"
"Cheer, Boys, Cheer!"
(Ad Druriolanum, equitem gratias agens ad magistrum antiquum Henricum Russellum.)
"Cheer, boys, cheer! No more of idle sorrow.
Courage, brave hearts, will bear us on our way!"
Tickets I've got for Drury Lane to-morrow.
Cheer, boys, cheer! I am going to see that play!