The Bab Ballads by Sir W. S. (William Schwenck) Gilbert
page 97 of 143 (67%)
page 97 of 143 (67%)
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Tempora Mutantur Letters, letters, letters, letters! Some that please and some that bore, Some that threaten prison fetters (Metaphorically, fetters Such as bind insolvent debtors)-- Invitations by the score. One from COGSON, WILES, and RAILER, My attorneys, off the Strand; One from COPPERBLOCK, my tailor-- My unreasonable tailor-- One in FLAGG'S disgusting hand. One from EPHRAIM and MOSES, Wanting coin without a doubt, I should like to pull their noses-- Their uncompromising noses; One from ALICE with the roses-- Ah, I know what that's about ! Time was when I waited, waited For the missives that she wrote, Humble postmen execrated-- Loudly, deeply execrated-- When I heard I wasn't fated |
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