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Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, September 24, 1892 by Various
page 13 of 43 (30%)
Howe'er it may thereafter crawl or soar.
What I really was about to remark was that
My name and style are ELLIS ASHMEAD BART-
LETT, Knight; late Civil Lord of Admiralty
You know me. I come from Sheffield; at least
I did on my return thence
Upon re-election.

II.

A sad world this, my masters, as someone--
Was it my friend SHAKSPEARE?--
Says. The sadness arises upon reflection, not
That I'm a Knight, but that I am, so to speak,
A Knight of only two letters.
As thus--Kt. 'Tis but a glimmer of a night,
If I, though sore at heart, may dally with
The English tongue
And make a pensive pun.

III.

Of course I expected different things from
The MARKISS.
What's the use, what's the purpose,
Of what avail, wherefore,
That a man should descend from the
Spacious times of ELIZABETH with nothing
In his hand other than a simple Knighthood?
Anyone could do that.
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