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A RHYME OF TALES

<♦ ; 1 Fat from tho Madding Crowd ' of men We live, « My Mother and I• ; With • Dorothy Fox ' just over tho way. , Upon tha ' Banks of Wye. 1 We're far away from oold ' East Lynn,' And miles from ' Vanity Pair ' ; No • Piokwiok P&perß,' nor • Time and Tide,' Oan trespass on our oaro. The • Esmondea ' live with • Oswald Oraiff. 1 ' We Two,' and • Donovan, '. May smile upon brave • Laura Doon,' Aa ' Vice Versa ' oan. In all the « Wide, Wide World,' I know No fairer flower that « She,' Searoh where you will, m 4 North and Sooth,' 1 At Home,' m far At « WhtteJadles,' the « Sylveatreß ' Say oft • Noblesse Oblige,' Forgetting fast, « Twixt Axe and Drawn/ These'a no pleasure \n, heing « liiege 1 * I wonder why th.c • jfted Court Farm ' Xa let unto < The Qhanninga ?' For all ' Judge Halliburton's Troubles • They Buy are only orammings. The • Mill upon the Floss • goes round, And Bturdy ' Adam Bede ' Repeatß the Btory of • Jane Eyre," Ab anyone oan read, ' Wanted an Hear,' orieß Judith Wynne, 'Jn Hot Haste ' to ' Ninette,' » The Fatal Three ' and • Rebel Bora ' Call m • The Minor Poet.' ' T ,5? Ho " 8e of ? erov ' ol »Jma eu* oare, « m? 18 « not wotkh ' Strawo.' lhe Rogue. ' a very • Modern Brigand ' Discovers countless flawa ! A 'South Sea Bubble,' • Wagner ' Bays, To poor • John Ellaoot.' The • Son of his Father ' hardly darea To say what « H.eBte*' got i 'TJs hrave • Maoleod of Dare ' who won, And • Jess ' and he combine To tell the • Story of a Phaeton, 1 From the first page to the fine. While -All the Year Round' givea « Good Words To oheer the « Argosy,' With treasures from ' Belgravia ' And the « Three Old Maiaa of I<ee,' ' y}° nows Wbat ' ' °* own ot Wild Olive ' May deck • $on Quixote's' head ? On m£ a .' ? aa BhtM8 htM °* Heth ' dare tell Tho fate of • Motha • when dead. ' a^ ' fills ' Barohester Towers ' with awe, Wl»en the Bloom is on the Rye •' And « Aleo Forbes ' alone will say Why • Three Feathers • seem to fly. The • Trumpet Major • blows his horn For ' Lost Sir Maßsingberd ;' The « Last ' ohief « Of the Mohioaaa » Upon • The Trail ' ia heard? • Madonna Mwy ', weepa an^ Bjglifl 8 j glifl PnnJ\ cr tu n ° 7 00d^eex'ataS Poor 'Johnny Ludlow ' comforts us

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A RHYME OF TALES, Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2007, 7 December 1888

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A RHYME OF TALES Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2007, 7 December 1888

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