WILLOW, THE KING.

Thames Star, Volume VII, Issue 2106, 4 October 1875, Page 2

WILLOW, THE KING.

The following has been sent us by a correspondent, who states he has lately been to the Parawai Gardens, and noted with satisfaction the great lmproreaMnt that has taken place in what has hitherto by courtesy been termed a cricket ground. He informs vi that—thanks to thr kindness of Mr Spencer and the exertions of Messrs Paul and Walker, aided by othen as opportunity served —there is ereiy prospect of having a decent wicket this year. The rhymes appear couched, in - allegorical language, but without layiDg claim to th» powers of an (Edipus w« think we may safely say that Willow tatrXirig is probably a rousd-about wiy of speaking ot a bat, and the name of the celebrated Mr Duke of Penshurst i« used for the balls he manufactures, and so on with other necessaries of the "JNoble Game."

P?.:awai sa dens, g ••>n"ij brj*bt, Fir-iv'ihfo p apV. < «s^it — TJer.rboi gi >i 5? d them hi r*erre, Lc{"33 w. u 'i «,->e ie aaut a , AiKiiriwp zyissp^. i, by v >osc Who we id <id'r >ayl i_3 v hol'a*y c'Jvhe", il. Wil'.ow t le X l" is a monarch g>- nd; Hetrrasu 'Ree-Dn,".nd a eslisctard . E^.c'i £.9 i di i Li iiebv isj ics fcr <fit A"id the 6o of ii j.a a^e aie p l -cd wm*e. A:id e'6A„ i sen » as vow their b-c^s To the k v w eh l le coi'ar cf co Jbleis' wax. I"I Willow ' King Willow, t ly gjpid hold f gat, Trouble is cojiin^ eve ni^.it; By his Cap «• a B l' jb6 ted, s.v tj and sao \% Co:nsci'uOw loath* y D c alo i o Ar.d co n <, ie x.j'^c s ti'<nb « fcst , |f o:ice t*ie leat ley Duke gcs past. " Who is this?"—Kin^ Wi'lowhe swore— " Hops I"' c I us to a ,^n u leii •> i's door? Waat ao ICi ~e Tor a Duke I\a him' Fidd!e'-de uoe '' said ile mearrcn slni. i "WJrat do jou E.y, my com..lera tlus«?" And t.iecouu er3 all exclaimed "Fiddle-uotJee." V. Willow the Knj, and his lawyer bold, Stepp'd foi n liree cet f.-om his c-jtle hod. Willov/ v le K> 'j bick co !' B ai», SkL'misli'a gf v to tne left and ri^n»; y But t it Duke went I>y wi Ji a 'cap aad a fl^nr " Bless my soul said Willow tle Kmy. VI. -Crash the pa'aces' sad to c«s; Crasi! a^d tumble the couiuers thise Each one lays in his fear and dreed , Down on We gi.-s- h s ie3jiected real Each one turns, as he dowaward goes, Up to t le a r his respec-ed toes. VII. Captain BUy the Duke luvlo 1 up so hi* l That the sent 'es thought he touched t->eiky. " A fig for Kin" wi'l .w'"' lie Iru'li vg said " Cai^'y tt s i 'etran off to bed " ' So they a r» rd h'm off wt'j his coui tir j thiea, And t ley pv th moo led m tne &ice i Uy's t c;* VIII. " Wliat of the Diike ?' you rsk sxion ', " Where >s Ins le_Jie>7 Hi lino s go \t i" Oh, he's fii'ed wi i»t inside, Either i.»> •» r, or e'se k's pride, And nun pr.de hs sweks as tight as * drum And a Rugby football he'll sson teccme.