Richard Harris Barham
Richard Harris Barham Poems
|3.||The Hand Of Glory, : The Nurse's Story||1/1/2004|
|4.||Execution, The : A Sporting Anecdote Hon. Mr. Sucklethumbkin's Story||1/1/2004|
|5.||A Lay Of St. Nicholas||1/1/2004|
|8.||Ode On A Nearer Prospect Of Summer Hill||1/1/2004|
|10.||Some Account Of A New Play||1/1/2004|
|11.||Mr. Barney Maguire's Account Of The Coronation||1/1/2004|
|12.||A Lay Of St. Gengulphus||1/1/2004|
|13.||The Two Mp's||1/1/2004|
|14.||The Lay Of St. Odille||1/1/2004|
|15.||Jackaw Of Rheims, The||12/31/2002|
|16.||'Look At The Clock!' : Patty Morgan The Milkmaid's Story||1/1/2004|
|19.||The Bagman's Dog, : Mr. Peters's Story||1/1/2004|
|20.||The Jackaw Of Rheims||5/8/2001|
|21.||The Merchant Of Venice,: A Legend Of Italy||1/1/2004|
|22.||The Witch's Frolic||1/1/2004|
The Witch's Frolic
[Scene, the 'Snuggery' at Tappington.-- Grandpapa in a high-backed cane-bottomed elbow-chair of carved walnut-tree, dozing; his nose at an angle of forty-five degrees,--his thumbs slowly perform the rotatory motion described by lexicographers as 'twiddling.'--The 'Hope of the family' astride on a walking-stick, with burnt-cork mustachios, and a pheasant's tail pinned in his cap, solaceth himself with martial music.-- Roused by a strain of surpassing dissonance, Grandpapa Loquitur. ]
Come hither, come hither, my little boy Ned!
Come hither unto my knee--
I cannot away with that ...
Poor Tray charmant!
Poor Tray de mon Ami!
-- Dog-bury, and Vergers.
Oh! where shall I bury my poor dog Tray,
Now his fleeting breath has pass'd away?
Seventeen years, I can venture to say,
Have I seen him gambol, and frolic, and play,