Summary

Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

For envy and malice are together. I venture to think that sometimes the British Empire. Yes Sir, for the enemies are at our gates with the past and the future. When the sun sinks—not that it follows—at least so I venture to think. You may believe me, Sir, that it is farthest from my thoughts when the British Empire and the sinking sun which I venture to think is—in point of fact the setting sun, and I venture to think the British Empire, and that is I venture to think was my proposal in the past—which has the terrors of the present from generation to generation.
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Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

It's all the Fin-de-Siècle's fault—and this, of course, a true bill is;
For Genius puts its shutters up when centuries pass their jubilees!
As Mr. Harrison can prove by references historical,—
And any utterance of his is equal to an oracle.
We cannot stand a novel now, he says, if there's a shock in it;
Prefer our heroine angular, her eye must have a cock in it,
Unless she's dull and middle-aged, no sympathy have we with her,
Her sole excitement is to ask a plainer friend to tea with her!
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Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

Then changing his tone and manner, he shook a minatory forefinger at the shrinking form of the Premier, and cried aloud, in voice strengthened with long warring with the winds on the Pamirs: "Sir, the stream of the Oxus has been entirely omitted from this paragraph."
"Poor Mr. G.!" said W. J. Lowther, present in his capacity as Ex-Under-Secretary for Foreign Affairs. "What with Labby one night and Tommy Bowles the next, he has a sad time of it."
"Yes," said Plunket, sole companion on the Front Bench. "It's a hard fate for a Prime Minister to stand between L. and Tommy."
Source: Gutenberg

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