its usual angle!

Well, you get some repose in the form of a doze, with hot

eyeballs and head ever aching,

But your slumbering teems with such horrible dreams that

you'd very much better be waking;

For you dream you are crossing the Channel, and tossing

about in a steamer from Harwich,

Which is something between a large bathing-machine and

a very small second-class carriage;

And you're giving a treat (penny ice and cold meat) to a