What is the gist of the situation What is the cause of the jubilation Now existing out China England's rivals just now display Why does Germany shout a0 loudly?
by does Russia insult us thus? Why dace France stand aleo so proudly "hia is the cause, as it seems to us:—
All our rivals—and who can wonder Seeing our hands just now are full, 'Think iv is time—with on eye to plunder—'To steal x march upon poor John Bull. "Seo" they ery, in their heart' recesses, "John in worries is up to his eyes John is in half-a-dozen messes, Now is our time for enterprise "Poor old John!" they exclaim, with "Seo, what troubles are on his hands pleasure, See, how he wastes his strength and trea-fool, the desert sands at reek with fever, for markets where trade is not, Slaying the pagan unbeliever ands worth nothing when they are "Thrusting his head, like a silly noodle, Tu an Afridi hornet's Crowing his noisy Coo Over a mountain's barren crest.
Running of hazards and risks the gravest Fust to oblige a Jingo horde; Losing the lives of his best and bravest, With nought to show for the blood out-'Pants "Come!" they ery, "whilst kis strength f he fritters frit On half-s-dozen exploits inane, We can seize on the prize that glitters "Par away o'er the. min main!
Come if we show.no hesitation, "Ten to one there will not be wa And, at worst, twill be consolato To know our prize is worth fighting for."
And who shall say that they have not reason, 'Those of our rivals who argue thus? 'Who shall say that they do not seize on A fitting moment to' us, Ayo, who shall say that, whilst we are Fields that never a crop have known, They're not rushing, with zest too willing, To reap a harvest that we have sown?
To Sght at all may be most immoral, But those to fighting most disinclined lay give this hint to the folks who quarrel, Walch they'd do wisely to keep in mind Yes, seeing how war if waged with vigour Their country's treasure and life-blood in such shallow water——there, was but five or six. fathoms—he could not sound fir They should keep henceforth to this rule Delow into the ocean's depths, and, carrying with rigour, his foos with him, compel them to rise And only fight for whst's worth the for air. Fifteen, perhaps twenty, minutes pains exhausts the air' supply' for a killer a whale can remain below the surface for sixty. But he made a bold attempt.
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