William Schwenck Gilbert
William Schwenck Gilbert Poems
|161.||When A Merry Maiden Marries||1/1/2004|
|162.||The Policeman's Lot||1/1/2004|
|163.||The Magnet And The Churn||1/1/2004|
|164.||The Duke Of Plaza-Toro||1/1/2004|
|165.||The Yarn Of The Nancy Bell||1/1/2004|
|166.||The Disagreeable Man||1/1/2004|
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The Disagreeable Man
If you give me your attention, I will tell you what I am:
I'm a genuine philanthropist - all other kinds are sham.
Each little fault of temper and each social defect
In my erring fellow-creatures, I endeavour to correct.
To all their little weaknesses I open people's eyes,
And little plans to snub the self-sufficient I devise;
I love my fellow-creatures - I do all the good I can -
Yet everybody says I'm such a disagreeable man!
And I can't think why!
To compliments inflated I've a withering reply,
And vanity I always do my best to mortify;
A charitable ...
The Judge's Song
When I, good friends, was called to the Bar,
I'd an appetite fresh and hearty,
But I was, as many young barristers are,
An impecunious party.
I'd a swallow-tail coat of a beautiful blue -
A brief which was brought by a booby -
A couple of shirts and a collar or two,
And a ring that looked like a ruby!