Part 3

Who was cursed with the Sin of Pride, and Became a Boot-Black.

Godolphin Horne was Nobly Born; He held the Human Race in Scorn, And lived with all his Sisters where His father lived, in Berkeley Square. And oh! the Lad was Deathly Proud! He never shook your Hand or Bowed, But merely smirked and nodded

thus: How perfectly ridiculous! Alas! That such Affected Tricks Should flourish in a Child of Six! (For such was Young Godolphin's age).

Just then, the Court required a Page, Whereat

the Lord High Chamberlain (The Kindest and the Best of Men), He went good-naturedly and

took A Perfectly Enormous Book Called People Qualified to Be Attendant on His Majesty, And murmured, as he scanned the list (To see that no one should be missed), "There's

William Coutts has got the Flue,

And Billy Higgs would never do,

And Guy de Vere is far too young,

And ... wasn't D'Alton's Father hung? And as for Alexander Byng!-- ... I think I know the kind of thing, A Churchman, cleanly, nobly born, Come let us say Godolphin Horne?" But hardly had he said the word When Murmurs of Dissent were heard. The King of Iceland's Eldest Son Said, "Thank you! I am taking none!" The Aged Duchess of Athlone Remarked, in her sub-acid tone, "I doubt if He is what we need!" With which the Bishops all agreed; And even Lady Mary Flood (So Kind, and oh! so really good) Said, "No! He wouldn't do at all, He'd make us feel a lot too small," The Chamberlain said, " ... Well, well, well! No doubt you're right.... One cannot tell!" He took his Gold and Diamond Pen And

Scratched Godolphin out again. So now Godolphin is the Boy Who blacks the Boots at the Savoy.

ALGERNON,

Who played with a Loaded Gun, and, on missing his Sister was reprimanded by his Father.

Young Algernon, the Doctor's Son, Was

playing with a Loaded Gun. He pointed it towards his sister, Aimed very carefully, but

Missed her!

His Father, who was standing near,

The Loud Explosion chanced to Hear,

And reprimanded Algernon For playing with a Loaded Gun.

HILDEBRAND,

Who was frightened by a Passing Motor, and was brought to Reason.

"Oh, Murder! What was that, Papa!" "My child, It was a Motor-Car, A Most Ingenious Toy!

Designed to Captivate and Charm Much rather than to rouse Alarm In any English Boy.

"What would your Great Grandfather who

Was Aide-de-Camp to General Brue, And lost a leg at

Waterloo, And

Quatre-Bras and

Ligny too! And died at Trafalgar!--