Lord Lytton

Here's a health to the glow-worm, Death's sober lamplighter.

Here's a health to the glow-worm, Death's sober lamplighter.

O hour, of all hours, the most blesse'd upon earth,
The bless'd hour of our dinners!

O hour, of all hours, the most blesse'd upon earth,
The bless'd hour of our dinners!

O be very sure
That no man will learn anything at all,
Unless he first will learn read more

O be very sure
That no man will learn anything at all,
Unless he first will learn humility.

It smelt so faint, and it smelt so sweet,
It made me creep and it made me cold.
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It smelt so faint, and it smelt so sweet,
It made me creep and it made me cold.
Like the scent that steals from the crumbling sheet
Where a mummy is half unroll'd.

News, news, news, my gossiping friends,
I have wonderful news to tell,
A lady by me her read more

News, news, news, my gossiping friends,
I have wonderful news to tell,
A lady by me her compliments sends;
And this is the news from Hell!