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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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d fellowship. In the wordsof Dr. Watts, we tell them, with the privilege of a close relation, thatsure their little hands were never made to scratch each others eyes. By all means, Oui.—The English passports now commence withWe, Lord John Russell. Should it not be Wee ? Hamlet in a Laughing Mood. Monsieur Fechter, at a large gathering of dramatic authors, wasasked to explain what unsucces destime meant ? when he laughinglysaid, Well, I will tell you, a Railway is le plus grand succesde steam,that I know, and what is still more strange, the author of this grandsucces was, not a Frenchman, but an Englishman. This success, liketoo many of your successes, was not taken from the French, but isperfectly original. The Authors name, I have the honour of informingyou, gentlemen, is Stephenson ! The company applauded MonsieurFechter, as though they were at the theatre. A Question for the Horse Guards.—When Peace is concluded,is War commenced ? PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI—April 6, 1861.
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STRIKE, BUT HEAR ME.—DONT QUARREL WITH YOUR BREAD AND BUTTER. . April 6, 1861.) PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. 143 JOHN PALMERSTON. Air— John Highlandman. An Irish Lord my John was born,Both Dulness and Dons he held in scorn,But he stood for Cambridge at twenty-one,My gallant, gay: John Palmerston ! Sing hey, my brisk John Palmerston ! Sing ho, my blithe John Palmerston ! Let Tory and Radical own they ve none To compare with my jaunty John Palmerston. Thanks to tact and temper, and taste for the trade,For twenty years in office he stayed,Let who would be Premier, it seemed all one,So his Sec.-at-War was John Palmerston.Sing hey, &c. There he did his work, for chief after chief,Till the Tory party it came to grief:And the Treasury Bench when the Whigs they won,Who was Foreign Sec. but John Palmerston !Sing hey, &c. Since thenyears thirty and one hes seen,But no mark they ve left on this evergreen;Still the first in his place when Debates begun,Aad the last to leave it is P

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