But, good-bye, I must be off,—he’s gone to take the chair!
So my love to Mrs. Punch, and no more about the Mayor.”
PUNCH’S PÆAN TO THE PRINCELET.
Huzza! we’ve a little prince at last,
A roaring Royal boy;
And all day long the booming bells
Have rung their peals of joy.
And the little park-guns have blazed away,