Punch (1841) (14774277575) - Public domain book illustration

Identifier: punchv40lemo (find matches)
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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ber.Only Napoleon moves at ease Of all the tottring number. He with devices intricateThe watching crowd doth puzzle: Back, front, in, out, gyrating quick,Their eager ken to chuzzle. Till baffled curiosityIn sulks itself must muzzle. Now shoves the sledge where Italy But half awake doth shiver;Now stops it short, as if he feared Twere tumbling in the river,And his the task from risks unseen That fair freight to deliver. Now lends a hand to prop from falls Unwieldy Pio Nono ;Now leaves that poor old gentleman To cry Perduto sono ! While Victor his coat-pocket picks, Italiapro bono; —To Bombalinos cry for help Now shouts Oh, yes! now Oh, no! Now takes, in seeming friendly tow, Austrias bull-headed Kaiser,(Who follows lovely Italy, And with hot glances eyes her),Now leaves him in a fix to grow, At cost of wetting, wiser. So on he drives, like Virgils bull, Per lavia,per virgulta,Till not a single potentate In all that crowned consultaKnows if to count him as a prop, Or as a catapulta. .
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iwawMV February 2, 18G1.) PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. 5: I thought—those strong and skilful skates Are like a flying ferryOer crack and pool, yet drags are far, Froze up each punt and wherry,Darksome and deep the waters sleep, And the ice dangerous—very. What if this master-figurant,Who nothing seems to stick at, For whom no wheel too sudden is,No labyrinth too intricate, Broke in or slipped, where under-streamsThe ices edge run quick at ? What royal hands, of all aroundThat he first took, then dropped them, Would rescue him, that in the holeSo oft has left or popped them ? Had not his skates been royal ones,Jenkins had rushed and stopped them! MARONITES AND MARTYRS. By way of squaring ac-counts with the Drusetribes, the _ MaroniteBishops have united in de-manding of the Turkishand French forces in Syria,the slaughter of four thou-j sand Druses, to balance(the massacres which thoseother barbarians committedilast summer on the Maro-(nites. It appears, however,■that the Druses