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Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 102, April 23, 1892   By:

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VOL. 102

April 23, 1892



Oh, to be in London now that April's there, And whoever walks in London sees, some morning, in the Square, That the upper thousands have come to Town, To the plane trees droll in their new bark gown, While the sparrows chirp, and the cats miaow In London now! And after April, when May follows And the black coats come and go like swallows! Mark, where yon fairy blossom in the Row Leans to the rails, and canters on in clover, Blushing and drooping, with her head bent low! That's the wise child: she makes him ask twice over, Lest he should think she views with too much rapture Her first fine wealthy capture! But, though her path looks smooth, and though, alack, All will he gay, till Time has painted black The Marigold , her Mother's chosen flower, Far brighter is my Heartsease , Love's own dower.

A WANT. "There is only one thing," a visitor writes to us, "that I missed at Venice, S.W. I've never been to the real place, which is the Bride, or Pride, of the Sea, I forget which, but, as I was saying, there's only one thing I miss, and that is the heather. Who has not heard of 'the moor of Venice'? And I daresay good shooting there too, with black game and such like. I only saw pigeons flying, who some one informed me are the pigeons of SAM MARK. Next time I go, I shall inquire at the Restaurant for fresh Pigeon Pie. However, if Mr. KIRALFY will take a hint, he will, in August provide a moor. It will add to the gaiety of the show. 'The moor the merrier,' eh?"


MRS. GRUNDY, good woman, scarce knew what to think About the relation 'twixt Drama and Drink. Well, give Hall and Theatre good wholesome diet, And all who attend will be sober and quiet!

SPRING'S DELIGHTS IN LONDON. "VIA MALODORA" clearly a lady, "DORA" for short wrote to the Times complaining that the result of the splendid weather for the first ten days of the month was the reproduction of "summer effluvium rank and offensive" in Piccadilly. Poor Piccadilly! Oh, its "offence is rank," and Miss DORA might add, quoting to her father from another scene in Hamlet , "And smells so. Pa'!" West Enders, in a dry summer, must he prepared to have "a high old time of it."



Domestic ( lately received into the Plymouth Brotherhood ). "OH NO, MISS IT'S GALVANISED IRON!"]



I'm the maker of a Soap, which I confidently hope In the advertising tournament will win, And remain the fit survival, having vanquished every rival Which is very detrimental to the skin.

I will now proceed to show, what the public ought to know, Unless they would be blindly taken in. How in every soap but mine certain qualities combine To make it detrimental to the skin.

But surely at this date it is needless I should state That the cheaper soaps are barely worth a pin, For they all contain a mixture, either free or as a fixture, Which is very detrimental to the skin.

And every cake you buy is so charged with alkali, To soda more than soap it is akin; It is really dear at last, for it wastes away so fast. And is very detrimental to the skin.

The public I must warn of the colours that adorn The soaps ambitious foreigners bring in; They are often very pretty, but to use them is a pity, For they're very detrimental to the skin.

There are soaps which you can see through. I ask, What can it be through? Is it resin, or some other form of sin? There are soaps which smell too strong, and of course that must be wrong, And extremely detrimental to the skin... Continue reading book >>

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