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Identifier: punchv40lemo (find matches)
Title: Punch
Year: 1841 (1840s)
Authors: Lemon, Mark, 1809-1870 Mayhew, Henry, 1812-1887 Taylor, Tom, 1817-1880 Brooks, Shirley, 1816-1874 Burnand, F. C. (Francis Cowley), 1836-1917 Seaman, Owen, 1861-1936
Subjects: English wit and humor English wit and humor, Pictorial
Publisher: (London) : (Punch Publications Ltd., etc.)
Contributing Library: Lincoln Financial Foundation Collection
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nch. H. R. H. Vat be you come for ? Mr. Punch. To see thee fight, to see thee foin,to see thee traverse, to see thee here, to see theethere; to see thee pass thy punto, thy stock, thyreverse, thy distance, thy montant. Is he dead,my African ? Is he dead, my Henbico, ha, bully ?What says my Herodotus, my Thuctdides, myheart of elder. Ha! Is he dead? B. R. H. By gar, he is de coward Jack. Plon-Plon of de vorld. He is not show his face. Mr. Punch. Thou art a Castilian Kings con-nection by marriage. Hector of Greece, myboy! Improved Spelling. A Peeler, to make use of the Londonersvulgar term, upon being asked, previous topassing his examination at Scotland Yard, howhe would spell Policeman, wrote it down thus:— Policemayne. Was the latter spelling theresult of accident, or design? We incline tothe belief that it was intended as a delicatecompliment to the Great Commander-in-Chiefof the Blues—the distinguished F.M. Commis-sioner Mayne. 218 PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. (Mat 25, 1861.
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The advantage, of the Practice of Athletic Exercises by young Painters, as recommended by a Great Critic. THE GROAN OP A TRUEBRITON. (Who hates everything un-English.) And have I lived to see the day That two such things could be \ Fade, Englands glory, fade away— Come France, and rule the sea!Of all the holds where Britons most, To hold their own might claim,Methiuks the public-dinner chair, And theatre, Id name! I deemed our Shaksbeare as our coasts From Frenchmans touch secure;That Frenchman giving British toasts, No Briton could endure:But here this Fechtek—all the go— Hamlet to act doth dare:At the Freemasons Tavern, lo ! DAumaxe doth take the chair. Of all un-English things I m doomed In these sad times to mourn;I know no two which move me through Such depths of wrath and scorn.Let Britons on a British stage Still spout and strut and stare,And British Royal Dukes engage The British dinner-chair! What wretched foreigner eer rose To British notions true,Of duties, which thes
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