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The moment the Emperor's bell had rung,
The attendants into his chamber hied,
Who, with many more,
When they entered the door
When the toils of the day are o'er,
Condescends to sleep, and perchance, to snore.
With a sorrowful look,
His head he shook,
Then thus, with a beautiful nasal twang,
And, in disguise,
With deadly 0—PI-UM.
My subjects all,
Both great and small,
Last night, after a hearty meal of tripe,
Stewed well in rice,
Which makes it nice, The father of his people smoked a pipe. But oh! I'll cut five hundred heads in twain,
If I am tempted, by high or low,
Or even whether I'm tempted or no, I'll do it — if I ever smoke again ;
For such a splitting headache I've got, That if I've such another fit, To keep mine company, more heads shall split,
Whether they fancy it or not.
And even my
That opium brought across my brain, Such visions as I dare not see again.
Wide open cannot keep!
“I thought I saw the sun that warms my life, I mean La-zi, my six-and-twentieth wife, Walking with footsteps slow and calm,
Surprising all beholders,
her shoulders : For, ah! she carried it beneath her arm.
"But as there is none within call to bring At a moment's notice the fatal string, I'll shew you my goodness as well as my power.
Your mind I'll relieve,
By a full reprieve
So the merchant agreed, and oh, such a din
But at length the navy in pasteboard ships,
About the neighbourhood of Canton,
In order to see how things went on, Began to take some cautious trips, And some of them having ventured too far, Got a sight of an awful British tar,
Which made them run
At length on a merchant he chanced to come
Who his living made
By a roaring trade
Which he wears on his vest
Just over his chest,
To show that his heart is as fierce and stout
As a dragon's—and so it is no doubt.
“Detestable dog!” he loudly exclaimed,
Then with his bamboo,
For a minute or two,
“You ought to hang !”
Reports were spread in every quarter,
But this intelligence terrific,
Into an awful hieroglyphic.