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Title: A line-o'-verse or two

Author: Bert Leston Taylor

Release Date: September 20, 2009 [EBook #30038]

Language: English

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A Line-o'-Verse or Two

By
Bert Leston Taylor

The Reilly & Britton Co.
Chicago

Copyright, 1911
by
The Reilly & Britton Co.

NOTE

For the privilege of reprinting the rimes gathered here I am indebted to
the courtesy of the _Chicago Tribune_ and _Puck_, in whose pages most of
them first appeared. "The Lay of St. Ambrose" is new.

One reason for rounding up this fugitive verse and prisoning it between
covers was this: Frequently--more or less--I receive a request for a
copy of this jingle or that, and it is easier to mention a publishing
house than to search through ancient and dusty files.

The other reason was that I wanted to.

B. L. T.

_TO MY READERS_

_Not merely of this book,--but a larger company, with whom, through the
medium of the_ Chicago Tribune, _I have been on very pleasant terms for
several years,--this handful of rime is joyously dedicated._

THE LAY OF ST. AMBROSE

"_And hard by doth dwell, in St. Catherine's cell,_
_Ambrose, the anchorite old and grey._"
--THE LAY OF ST. NICHOLAS.

Ambrose the anchorite old and grey
Larruped himself in his lonely cell,
And many a welt on his pious pelt
The scourge evoked as it rose and fell.

For hours together the flagellant leather
Went whacketty-whack with his groans of pain;
And the lay-brothers said, with a wag of the head,
"Ambrose has been at the bottle again."

And such, in sooth