And you turn up tough and timely, idem semper!
Stanley Africanus! Yes, that's a fitting name, I guess,
For as stout a soul as Publius Cornelius;
And now, probably, there's no man will not dub you "noblest Roman,"
Though you once had many a foeman contumelious.
Have them still? Oh yes, no doubt; but just now they'll scarce speak out
In a tone to mar the laudatory chorus:
Though when once they've had a look, Henry mine, in your Big Book,
They with snips, and snaps, and snarls, are sure to bore us.
Well, that will not matter much if you only keep in touch