X.THAT OF MONSIEUR ALPHONSE VERT.

Your Mistair Rudyar' Kipling sayZe cricquette man is "flannel fool."Ah! oui! Très bon!I say so too,Since Mastair Jack,enfantat school,He show me how to play ze same.I like it not—ze cricquette game.My name is Monsieur Alphonse Vert(You call him in ze English "Green");I go to learn ze English tongue,And lodge myself at Ealing DeanIn family of Mistair Brown,Who hasaffaireeach day "in town."Miss Angelina Brown she isTrès charmante—what you call "so pretty";I walk and talk wiz her sometimesWhen Mr. Brown go to ze City;I fall in love (pardon zese tears)All over head, all over ears.I buy her books, and flowers (bouquet),And tickets forla matinée,And to ze cricquette match we go,Hélas!upon one Saturday.To me she speak zere not at all.But watch ze men, and watch ze ball.Ze cricquette men zey run, zey bat,Zey throw ze ball, zey catch, zey shout;And Angelina clap her hands.Vot for, I know not, all about,And in myself I say "Ah! oui!Itooa cricquette man shall be."To Angelina's brother Jack(His name is also Mastair Brown)I say, "Come, teach me cricquette match,And I will give you half-a-crown."Jack say, "My eye!" (in Frenchmes yeux)[1]"Oh! what a treat!" (in Frenchc'est beau).After, to Ealing Common weGo out, with "wicquette" and with "ball,"And what Jack calls a "cricquette-bat."(Zese tings I do not know at all;But Angelina I would catch,So "Allons! Vive la cricquette match!")

Your Mistair Rudyar' Kipling say

Ze cricquette man is "flannel fool."

Ah! oui! Très bon!I say so too,

Since Mastair Jack,enfantat school,

He show me how to play ze same.

I like it not—ze cricquette game.

My name is Monsieur Alphonse Vert(You call him in ze English "Green");I go to learn ze English tongue,And lodge myself at Ealing DeanIn family of Mistair Brown,Who hasaffaireeach day "in town."

My name is Monsieur Alphonse Vert

(You call him in ze English "Green");

I go to learn ze English tongue,

And lodge myself at Ealing Dean

In family of Mistair Brown,

Who hasaffaireeach day "in town."

Miss Angelina Brown she isTrès charmante—what you call "so pretty";I walk and talk wiz her sometimesWhen Mr. Brown go to ze City;I fall in love (pardon zese tears)All over head, all over ears.

Miss Angelina Brown she is

Très charmante—what you call "so pretty";

I walk and talk wiz her sometimes

When Mr. Brown go to ze City;

I fall in love (pardon zese tears)

All over head, all over ears.

I buy her books, and flowers (bouquet),And tickets forla matinée,And to ze cricquette match we go,Hélas!upon one Saturday.To me she speak zere not at all.But watch ze men, and watch ze ball.

I buy her books, and flowers (bouquet),

And tickets forla matinée,

And to ze cricquette match we go,

Hélas!upon one Saturday.

To me she speak zere not at all.

But watch ze men, and watch ze ball.

Ze cricquette men zey run, zey bat,Zey throw ze ball, zey catch, zey shout;And Angelina clap her hands.Vot for, I know not, all about,And in myself I say "Ah! oui!Itooa cricquette man shall be."

Ze cricquette men zey run, zey bat,

Zey throw ze ball, zey catch, zey shout;

And Angelina clap her hands.

Vot for, I know not, all about,

And in myself I say "Ah! oui!

Itooa cricquette man shall be."

To Angelina's brother Jack(His name is also Mastair Brown)I say, "Come, teach me cricquette match,And I will give you half-a-crown."Jack say, "My eye!" (in Frenchmes yeux)[1]"Oh! what a treat!" (in Frenchc'est beau).

To Angelina's brother Jack

(His name is also Mastair Brown)

I say, "Come, teach me cricquette match,

And I will give you half-a-crown."

Jack say, "My eye!" (in Frenchmes yeux)[1]

"Oh! what a treat!" (in Frenchc'est beau).

After, to Ealing Common weGo out, with "wicquette" and with "ball,"And what Jack calls a "cricquette-bat."(Zese tings I do not know at all;But Angelina I would catch,So "Allons! Vive la cricquette match!")

After, to Ealing Common we

Go out, with "wicquette" and with "ball,"

And what Jack calls a "cricquette-bat."

(Zese tings I do not know at all;

But Angelina I would catch,

So "Allons! Vive la cricquette match!")

I hold ze "bat," Jack hold ze "ball.""Now zen! Look out!" I hear him cry.I drop ze "bat," I look about;Ze ball—he hit me in ze eye."I cry, "Parbleu!" Ze stars I see.I think it is "all up" wiz me.I try again. Ze "ball" is hard.I catch him two times—on ze nose.I run, I fall, I hurt my arm,I spoil my new white flannel clothes,In every part I'm bruised and sore,So cricquette match I play no more.

I hold ze "bat," Jack hold ze "ball.""Now zen! Look out!" I hear him cry.I drop ze "bat," I look about;Ze ball—he hit me in ze eye."I cry, "Parbleu!" Ze stars I see.I think it is "all up" wiz me.

I hold ze "bat," Jack hold ze "ball."

"Now zen! Look out!" I hear him cry.

I drop ze "bat," I look about;

Ze ball—he hit me in ze eye."

I cry, "Parbleu!" Ze stars I see.

I think it is "all up" wiz me.

I try again. Ze "ball" is hard.I catch him two times—on ze nose.I run, I fall, I hurt my arm,I spoil my new white flannel clothes,In every part I'm bruised and sore,So cricquette match I play no more.

I try again. Ze "ball" is hard.

I catch him two times—on ze nose.

I run, I fall, I hurt my arm,

I spoil my new white flannel clothes,

In every part I'm bruised and sore,

So cricquette match I play no more.

I change my clothes, I patch my eye,I tie my nose up in a sling,And to Miss Angelina BrownMyself and all my woes I bring."Ah, see," I cry, "how love can makeAlphonse a hero for thy sake."But Angelina laugh and laugh,And say, "I know it isn't rightTo laugh; but you must please forgiveMe. You looksucha fright!"And next day Jack say, "I say, Bones,My sister's going to marry Jones."

I change my clothes, I patch my eye,I tie my nose up in a sling,And to Miss Angelina BrownMyself and all my woes I bring."Ah, see," I cry, "how love can makeAlphonse a hero for thy sake."

I change my clothes, I patch my eye,

I tie my nose up in a sling,

And to Miss Angelina Brown

Myself and all my woes I bring.

"Ah, see," I cry, "how love can make

Alphonse a hero for thy sake."

But Angelina laugh and laugh,And say, "I know it isn't rightTo laugh; but you must please forgiveMe. You looksucha fright!"And next day Jack say, "I say, Bones,My sister's going to marry Jones."

But Angelina laugh and laugh,

And say, "I know it isn't right

To laugh; but you must please forgive

Me. You looksucha fright!"

And next day Jack say, "I say, Bones,

My sister's going to marry Jones."

1.Frenchmen could never make these two words rhyme—but Englishmen can.I've heard 'em. G. E. F.

1.Frenchmen could never make these two words rhyme—but Englishmen can.

I've heard 'em. G. E. F.

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