Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, July 30, 1892 by Various
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page 42 of 43 (97%)
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inviolable when intrusted to
Your devoted Servant, THE BARON DE B.-W." * * * * * SUMMERUMBRELLA. [Illustration] I long for sunshine, such as there must be In Egypt, blazing on the native Fellah; I see no sun or sky, I only see My own Umbrella! "No sun, no moon," as HOOD wrote long ago, "No sky," no star--called, by the Romans, _stella_-- Like negative November here below, My own Umbrella! Think not of "AMARYLLIS in the shade"! Can I play tennis in the rain with BELLA, Holding aloft, while through the flood I wade, My own Umbrella? I'm sick of sitting in the Club to scoff; I'll take a walk. Hang me! Some English "fellah" Has left his rotten gamp, and carried off My own Umbrella! |
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