When the statue, by Heaven's grace, Of this interesting race, As a saint, sure, only could. For as the jockey who at Epsom rides, When that his steed is spent and punished sore, Diggeth his heels into the courser's sides, And thereby makes him run one or two furlongs more; Even thus, betwixt the eighth rib and the ninth, The friars won, and jumped into Borysthenes fluvius. XIX. And when the Russians, in a fiery rank, And how the Plump in the Dnieper flounced the friar and The statue get friends, They dangling round his neck, he fit to choke, When suddenly his most miraculous cloak Over the billowy waves itself extends, off Hyacinth his back, and sit down with the friars on Hyacinth his cloak, 116 How in this manner of boat they sayled away. Which, sitting down upon the cloak so ample, Each at her bidding sat, and sat at ease; Until they came unto some friendly nation. XX. Finis, or the end. THINK NOT, O READER, THAT WE'RE LAUGHING AT YOU; YOU MAY GO TO KIOFF NOW AND SEE THE STATUE ! W From Paris forth did Titmarsh wheel, I thought myself as rich a prince As beggar poor I'm now at Lille. Confiding in my ample means- I never thought my twenty pounds To Antwerp town I hastened post, I straightway called for ink and pen, I got the cash from Grandmamma (Her gentle heart my woes could feel), But where I went, and what I saw, What matters? Here I am at Lille. My heart is weary, my peace is gone, A stranger in the town of Lille. II. To stealing I can never come, To pawn my watch I'm too genteel: Besides, I left my watch at homeHow could I pawn it then at Lille? "La note," at times the guests will say. I turn as white as cold boil'd veal; I turn and look another way, I dare not ask the bill at Lille. I dare not to the landlord say, And is quite proud I stay at Lille. He thinks I am a Lord Anglais, The best of meat and drink in Lille. Yet when he looks me in the face And think, did he but know my case, My heart is weary, my peace is gone, I have no money, I lie in pawn, III. The sun bursts out in furious blaze, I pass in sunshine burning hot |