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Title: Punch
Year: 1841 (1840s)
Authors: Lemon, Mark, 1809-1870 Mayhew, Henry, 1812-1887 Taylor, Tom, 1817-1880 Brooks, Shirley, 1816-1874 Burnand, F. C. (Francis Cowley), 1836-1917 Seaman, Owen, 1861-1936
Subjects: English wit and humor English wit and humor, Pictorial
Publisher: (London) : (Punch Publications Ltd., etc.)
Contributing Library: Lincoln Financial Foundation Collection
Digitizing Sponsor: The Institute of Museum and Library Services through an Indiana State Library LSTA Grant

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urs To look as if meaning no harm—With Madame la France—not more faithful Than avrage French wives—on his arm. Half-aloof, buttoned up in his bear-skin,And scanning the scene, haut en has, Stood Russia, bent on not giving,Yet fearful of taking, the pas. Whilewith bearing half-cheeky, half-coward,Young Austria yawned and haw-hawed, Like a man whos uneasy at home,And by no means more easy abroad. Now sidling towrds Prussia, as mindedHis tediousness there to bestow: Then making advances to Russia—Then stopping—as if twere no go. Poor Turkey was slunk in a corner, On an ottoman all in a heap—Looking like a decrepit old clothesman, On his stock-in-trade fallen asleep., While Russia and France moved about himWith an eye to his purse and his shawl— Though each, through respect for the other,Abstained from attempting a haul. That the Royal assemblage was hearty, Or pleasant, or genial, or gay,Is what, as a truthful narrator, I fear I cant honestly say. H t> H coH fedfed O>
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o o to W fOg uo Q wt> w I—I > Q W OS o oo a* March 30, 1861.) PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. 133 ; In fact, if theres faith in expression, And faces the feelings can state,I The guests thought was, Look to your pockets,i The hosts, Keep an eye on the plate. s Old England,^ the only one present, By no arriere pensee oppressed,; With Britannia tuckd neath his arm, Moved, a contrast complete to the rest. \ Though Im bound to confess that I saw, As he stooped to help France to some trifle,i Peeping out from the skirt of his coat,1 The butt of a long Enfield rifle. But wherefore this sudden confusion,This crowding of Kings in a clutter? I Why does Russia set up his bearskin,Each separate bristle in flutter ? ( Why is Austria so red and so pale, On his boot-heels indignantly turning ? Why hand on hilt suddenly laid?Why hand hilt as suddenly spurning ? Why Prussias embarrassed attempt At once to look sulky and civil ?Why the Popes disposition to swear, Winding up, after all, in a sn

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