Waggawocky
Waggawocky
Original Text
Wit and Humour (Poems from "Punch") (London: Bradbury, Agnew, 1875): 311-12. Cambridge University Library XXVII.80.31
2 Did jibe and jabber in the wabe,
3All menaced were the Tichborne groves,
4 And their true lord, the Babe.
5"Beware the Waggawock, my son,
6 The eyelid twitch, the knees' incline,
7Beware the Baigent network, spun
8 For gallant Ballantine."
9He took his ton-weight brief in hand,
10 Long time the hidden clue he sought,
11Then rested he by the Hawkins tree,
12 And sat awhile in thought.
13And as in toughish thought he rocks,
14 The Waggawock, sans ruth or shame,
15Came lumbering to the witness box,
16 And perjured out his Claim.
17"Untrue! untrue!" Then, through and through
18 The weary weeks he worked the rack;
19But March had youth, ere with the Truth
20 He dealt the final wrack.
21"And hast thou slain the Waggawock?
22 Come to my arms, my Beamish Boy!
23O Coleridge, J.! Hoorah! hooray!"
24 Punch chortled in his joy.
Notes
1] coves: chaps, thieves. Back to Line
Publication Start Year
1872
RPO poem Editors
Ian Lancashire
RPO Edition
2002
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