Of diffidence or shyness:
She borrows light
That, through the night,
Mankind may all
acclaim her!
And, truth to tell,
She lights up well,
So I, for one, don't blame her!
Ah, pray make no mistake,
We are not shy;
We're very wide awake,
The Moon and I!
Ballad: The Policeman's Lot
When a felon's not engaged in his employment,
Or maturing his felonious little plans,
His
capacity for
innocent enjoyment
Is just as great as any honest man's.
Our feelings we with difficulty smother
When constabulary duty's to be done:
Ah, take one
consideration with another,
A policeman's lot is not a happy one!
When the
enterprisingburglar isn't burgling,
When the cut-throat isn't occupied in crime,
He loves to hear the little brook a-gurgling,
And listen to the merry village chime.
When the coster's finished jumping on his mother,
He loves to lie a-basking in the sun:
Ah, take one
consideration with another,
The policeman's lot is not a happy one!
Ballad: The Baffled Grumbler
Whene'er I poke
Sarcastic joke
Replete with
malice spiteful,
The people vile
Politely smile
And vote me quite delightful!
Now, when a wight
Sits up all night
Ill-natured jokes devising,
And all his wiles
Are met with smiles,
It's hard, there's no disguising!
Oh, don't the days seem lank and long
When all goes right and nothing goes wrong,
And isn't your life
extremely flat
With nothing
whatever to
grumble at!
When German bands,
From music stands
Play Wagner imperFECTly -
I bid them go -
They don't say no,
But off they trot directly!
The organ boys
They stop their noise
With
readiness surprising,
And grinning herds
Of hurdy-gurds
Retire apologising!
Oh, don't the days seem lank and long
When all goes right and nothing goes wrong,
And isn't your life
extremely flat
With nothing
whatever to
grumble at!
I've offered gold,
In sums untold,
To all who'd
contradict me -
I've said I'd pay
A pound a day
To any one who kicked me -
I've bribed with toys
Great
vulgar boys
To utter something spiteful,
But, bless you, no!
They WILL be so
Confoundedly politeful!
In short, these aggravating lads,
They
tickle my tastes, they feed my fads,
They give me this and they give me that,
And I've nothing
whatever to
grumble at!
Ballad: The House Of Peers
When Britain really ruled the waves -
(In good Queen Bess's time)
The House of Peers made no pretence
To
intellectual eminence,
Or
scholarship sublime;
Yet Britain won her proudest bays
In good Queen Bess's
glorious days!
When Wellington thrashed Bonaparte,
As every child can tell,
The House of Peers, throughout the war,
Did nothing in particular,
And did it very well;
Yet Britain set the world ablaze
In good King George's
glorious days!
And while the House of Peers withholds
Its
legislative hand,
And noble statesmen do not itch
To
interfere with matters which
They do not understand,
As bright will shine Great Britain's rays,
As in King George's
glorious days!
Ballad: A Merry Madrigal
Brightly dawns our
wedding day;
Joyous hour, we give thee greeting!
Whither, whither art thou fleeting?
Fickle moment, prithee stay!
What though
mortal joys be hollow?
Pleasures come, if sorrows follow.
Though the tocsin sound, ere long,
Ding dong! Ding dong!
Yet until the shadows fall
Over one and over all,
Sing a merry madrigal -
Fal la!
Let us dry the ready tear;
Though the hours are surely creeping,
Little need for woeful weeping
Till the sad
sundown is near.
All must sip the cup of sorrow,
I to-day and thou to-morrow:
This the close of every song -
Ding dong! Ding dong!
What though
solemn shadows fall,
Sooner, later, over all?
Sing a merry madrigal -
Fal la!
Ballad: The Duke And The Duchess
[THE DUKE.]
Small titles and orders
For Mayors and Recorders
I get - and they're highly delighted.
M.P.s baronetted,
Sham Colonels gazetted,
And second-rate Aldermen knighted.
Foundation-stone laying
I find very paying,
It adds a large sum to my makings.
At
charity dinners
The best of speech-spinners,
I get ten per cent on the takings!
[THE DUCHESS.]
I present any lady
Whose conduct is shady
Or smacking of
doubtful propriety;
When Virtue would quash her
I take and whitewash her
And
launch her in first-rate society.
I
recommend acres
Of
clumsy dressmakers -
Their fit and their finishing touches;
A sum in addition
They pay for permission
To say that they make for the Duchess!
[THE DUKE.]
Those pressing prevailers,
The ready-made tailors,
Quote me as their great double-barrel;
I allow them to do so,
Though ROBINSON CRUSOE
Would jib at their wearing apparel!
I sit, by selection,
Upon the direction
Of several Companies bubble;
As soon as they're floated
I'm
freely bank-noted -
I'm pretty well paid for my trouble!
[THE DUCHESS.]
At
middle-class party
I play at ECARTE -
And I'm by no means a beginner;
To one of my station
The remuneration -
Five guineas a night and my dinner.
I write letters blatant
On medicines
patent -
And use any other you mustn't;
And vow my complexion
Derives its perfection
From somebody's soap - which it doesn't.
[THE DUKE.]
We're ready as witness
To any one's fitness
To fill any place or preferment;
We're often in waiting
At junket FETING,
And sometimes attend an interment.
In short, if you'd kindle
The spark of a swindle,
Lure simpletons into your clutches,
Or hoodwink a debtor,
You cannot do better
Than trot out a Duke or a Duchess!
Ballad: Eheu Fugaces -!
The air is charged with amatory numbers -
Soft madrigals, and
dreamy lovers' lays.
Peace, peace, old heart! Why waken from its slumbers
The aching memory of the old, old days?
Time was when Love and I were well acquainted;
Time was when we walked ever hand in hand;
A saintly youth, with
worldly thought untainted,
None better loved than I in all the land!
Time was, when maidens of the noblest station,
Forsaking even military men,