Volume 102 — "CUTS!" OR, WE NEVER SPEAK AS WE PASS BY.

We never speak as we pass by! Alas! it was not always so. But now I cannot catch his eye, And, when I come, he's prompt to go. "Il me reverra." So I said When I resigned, his love to try, But see how WILHELM turns his head! We never speak as we pass by! Not indispensable! Absurd! I built the Empire, made the Crown. Of Emperor WILHELM who had heard But for my prowess and renown? And Emperor WILHELM cocks his nose, Regards me with averted eye; And, just as though, we now were foes, We never speak as we pass by! The boy, the ingrate, the young cock, Who thinks he's eagle when he crows; Old Aquila is he to mock? I'll cut his comb ere matters close. And yet, and yet he keeps it up, And Germany demands not why! He bangs away like a big Krupp— We never speak as we pass by. My HERBERT, you should hold my place, But you must share your sire's cold snub. Did I promote the lion's race To be kicked out by its least cub? This wedding-favour's gay and smart. I to Vienna's bridal fly; But something rankles in my heart;— We never speak as we pass by! Will FRANCIS-JOSEPH see his way To—help Coriolanus back? I can't believe I've had my day; It makes ambition's heart-strings crack. But that imperious youngster shuts The door of hope howe'er I try. Are we for ever to be "cuts," And never speak as we pass by?