A LONG-FELT WANT.
The preachers strive and jostle, And each exploits the true ; But oh, for some apostle To teach us something new. ‘ We look before and after, And pine for what is not We long for something dafter Than anything we’ve got.
We slummed ; it was a blunder, One quickly tires of slums ; One tires of blood and thunder, And Hallelujah drums. The Ewigkeit embraces E ich day some favoured cult ; We seek with earnest faces Some fresh Quicunqiie milt.
With tawdry ocultism We are no more in touch, And even Elsmerism Does not amount to much. The faithful soon were sated By false, deluding spooks ; Those spooks can be created At Maskelyne and Cooke’s.
No more of spirit rapping ! That creed is out of date. We’ve caught the rapper napping, We understand his slate. ‘ We look before and after. And pine for what is not !’ But give us something dafter Than anything we’ve got !
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume VIII, Issue 30, 25 July 1891, Page 205
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156A LONG-FELT WANT. New Zealand Graphic, Volume VIII, Issue 30, 25 July 1891, Page 205
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