Owen Seaman

(AFTER R. LE G.) Is this the Seine? And am I altogether wrong

[On an advertisement of A Comedy of Sighs.] Mr. Aubrey Beer de Beers, You're getting quite a high renown;

(AFTER J. D.) 'I am sister to the mountains now, And sister to the sun and moon.'

(AFTER W. W.) [To Mr. St. Loe Strachey.] Dawn of the year that emerges, a fine and ebullient Ph'nix,

[M. Alfred Austin, poete-laureat d'Angleterre, vient d'arriver a Nice, o' il a devance la Reine. Il etait, hier, dans les jardins de Monte-Carlo. Sera-ce sous notre ciel qu'il ecrira son premier poeme?, Menton-Mondain.] Wrong? are they wrong? Of course they are, I venture to reply;

(AFTER SIR E. A.) 1. From the third Sa'dine Box of the eighth Gazelle of Ghazal. Ya Ya! Best-Beloved! I look to thy dimples and drink;

We, William, Kaiser, planted on Our throne By heaven's grace, but chiefly by Our own, Do deign to speak. Then let the earth be dumb,

Exhumed from out the inner cirque of Hell By kind permission of the Evil One, Behold her devilish presentment, done

My heart is like a driver-club, That heaves the pellet hard and straight, That carries every let and rub,

(AFTER SIR L. M.) Next I saw A pensive gentleman of middle age,

[It was hardly to be supposed that the young decadents who once rioted ... in the Yellow Book would be content to remain in obscurity after the metamorphosis of that periodical and the consequent exclusion of themselves. The Savoy, we learn, to be edited by Mr. Arthur Symons and Mr. Aubrey Beardsley, will appear early in December. Globe.] 'The world's great age begins anew,' Cold virtue's weeds are cast;

I've been trying to fashion a wifely ideal, And find that my tastes are so far from concise That, to marry completely, no fewer than three'll

(AFTER R. K.) [N.B., No nautical terms or statements guaranteed.] Away by the haunts of the Yang-tse-boo,

(AFTER A. C. S.) In the days of my season of salad, When the down was as dew on my cheek,

[On Drake's return from his filibustering expedition of 1580 the Queen went on board his ship at Deptford, and after partaking of a banquet conferred on him the honour of knighthood, at the same time declaring herself mightily pleased with all that he had done.] I wish that I had flourished then, When ruffs and raids were in the fashion,

PART I. PRESTO FURIOSO. Spontaneous Us! O my Camarados! I have no delicatesse as a diplomat, but I go blind on Libertad!

[Showing curious reversal of epigram, 'La nature l'a fait sanglier; la civilisation l'a reduit a l'etat de cochon.'] But my good little man, you have made a mistake If you really are pleased to suppose

and a Herrickose vein. Whenas to shoot my Julia goes, Then, then, (methinks) how bravely shows

[On writing the first instalment of The Purple East, a 'fine sonnet which it is our privilege to publish.' Westminster Gazette, Dec. 16, 1895.] Dear Mr. Watson, we have heard with wonder, Not all unmingled with a sad regret,

[On sending a certain telegram.] Majestic Monarch! whom the other gods, For fear of their immediate removal,

(AFTER J. D.) Maecenas. John. George. Arthur. Grant. Richard. MAECENAS.

(AFTER F. E. W.) Sing me a drawing-room song, darling! Sing by the sunset's glow;