Little Simpkins. "Nearly all our Best Men are Dead! Carlyle, Tennyson, Browning, George Eliot!——I'm not feeling very well Myself!"
"IN THE KEY OF RUTHENE."
[The most gorgeous red yet discovered has lately been produced from the rare metal rüthenium.]
Who'll sell me a second-hand lyre and a plectrum,
Or (since it's the fashion) a mandoline?
Con amore I'd sing the new shade of the spectrum—
No spook, though it haunts me—its name is Ruthene.
Nay, don't be alarmed, for I'm no supersubtle
Decadent bard with an eye full of green;