—My old friend Dagonet thus discoursetli on the Irish crisis : — The Queen was in her counting-house, counting up her money And by her side, smoking big cigars, there sat her eldest sonny. " O Bertie," said her Majesty, "I've settled in my mind In Ireland Mr. William G. his rock ahead will find. Upon that rock his barque will split— and then, O Bertie, then, We'll welcome back old Curlywig, o\\i nice obedient Ben !" " Mamma," said Bertie, puffing out a little cloud of smoke That brought the tears to mammy's eyes, and nearly made her choke; " Old William will not come to grief on that same rock, you bet ; The Tories' hope a sham rock is— the fact pray don't forget." The Queen looked grieved at such a joke: the Prince began to whistle " God save the Queen," " The Union Jack,' ' " The Shamrock, Kose, and Thistle."
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Observer, Volume 2, Issue 27, 19 March 1881, Page 9
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