The Bab Ballads by Sir W. S. (William Schwenck) Gilbert
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page 110 of 143 (76%)
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His sterling worth had worked a cure, She never heard him grumble; She saw his soul was good and pure, Although his rank was humble. Her views of earldoms and their lot, All underwent expansion-- Come, Virtue in an earldom's cot! Go, Vice in ducal mansion! Thomson Green And Harriet Hale (To be sung to the Air of "An 'Orrible Tale.") Oh list to this incredible tale Of THOMSON GREEN and HARRIET HALE; Its truth in one remark you'll sum-- "Twaddle twaddle twaddle twaddle twaddle twaddle twum!" Oh, THOMSON GREEN was an auctioneer, And made three hundred pounds a year; And HARRIET HALE, most strange to say, Gave pianoforte lessons at a sovereign a day. Oh, THOMSON GREEN, I may remark, |
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