Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 102, June 25, 1892 by Various
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But see how WILHELM turns his head!
We never speak as we pass by! _Not_ indispensable! Absurd! I built the Empire, made the Crown. Of Emperor WILHELM who had heard But for _my_ prowess and renown? And Emperor WILHELM cocks his nose, Regards me with averted eye; And, just as though, we now were foes, We never speak as we pass by! The boy, the ingrate, the young cock, Who thinks he's eagle when he crows; Old Aquila is _he_ to mock? I'll cut his comb ere matters close. And yet, and yet he keeps it up, And Germany demands not _why_! He bangs away like a big Krupp-- We never speak as we pass by. My HERBERT, _you_ should hold my place, But you must share your sire's cold snub. Did I promote the lion's race To be kicked out by its least cub? This wedding-favour's gay and smart. I to Vienna's bridal fly; But something rankles in my heart;-- We never speak as we pass by! |
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