POETRY.

Taranaki Daily News, Volume XXXXV, Issue 160, 10 July 1903, Page 4

POETRY.

Thkm was & great tima at the cnoferring of degrees on the students of Canterbury College, Ohristchurch, the other day. Qdita the b»Bt of all the new songs is an eulogistic lyric to the tune of "The Mandarin," from "San Toy." It is one of the very best of the College songs of recent years. A portly freight Is our Premier great, And the chair tbat wiil hold him carriea a weight Important; If ever he's late The steamers wait (Though the Opposition papers state • ." r They oughtn't). For he is the great - King Dick, King Dick, by whom this land is led on, And tall—or small —we all— must j crawl—to oar wonderful Richard Seddon. - In time of war I He was at the fore, Ko)n to shed other people's gore Like water; He used to pour Out martial lore, Till Kitchener-found him a perfect bore— A shorter! For he is the kind of man, of man, they want at Armageddon, No trick—'s too slick—for Dick—to pick - our wonderful Richard Seddon. There's no such don This earth upon: We never get tired of Richard Jjhn, No never; We linger, wan, Though hours are gone, While, like the brook, he murmurs on For ever. For that is the food divine, divine, constituents now are fed on: The foa—lies low—below—the blow—of our wonderful Richard Seddon. The tale relates That his Westland mates And also the stranger within their gates And fonces, While a railway waits In pecuniary straits, Are holding sinecures at the State's Expenses. For he is the kind of bird, of bird, they usually call a dead 'un, His kin —coma in—and win—our tin—from wonderful Richard Seddon.