Oliver Herford

The bubble winked at me, and said,
"You'll miss me brother, when you're dead."

The bubble winked at me, and said,
"You'll miss me brother, when you're dead."

Tact: to lie about others as you would have them lie about you.

Tact: to lie about others as you would have them lie about you.

Age, like distance lends a double charm.

Age, like distance lends a double charm.

Why and Wherefore set out one day,
To hunt for a wild Negation.
They agreed to meet read more

Why and Wherefore set out one day,
To hunt for a wild Negation.
They agreed to meet at a cool retreat
On the Point of Interrogation.

Alas! my child, where is the Pen
That can do justice to the Hen?
Like Royalty, she read more

Alas! my child, where is the Pen
That can do justice to the Hen?
Like Royalty, she goes her way,
Laying foundations every day,
Though not for Public Buildings, yet
For Custard, Cake and Omelette.
Of if too old for such a use
They have their fling at some abuse,
As when to censure Plays Unfit
Upon the stage they make a Hit
Or at elections seal the Fate
Of an Obnoxious Candidate.
No wonder, Child, we prize the Hen,
Whose Egg is Mightier than the Pen.