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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538973" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pasha Bailey Ben</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A proud Pasha was BAILEY BEN,<br>His wives were three, his tails were ten;<br>His form was dignified, but stout,<br>Men called him &quot;Little Roundabout.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">HIS IMPORTANCE</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pale Pilgrims came from o'er the sea<br>To wait on PASHA BAILEY B.,<br>All bearing presents in a crowd,<br>For B. was poor as well as proud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">HIS PRESENTS</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They brought him onions strung on ropes,<br>And cold boiled beef, and telescopes,<br>And balls of string, and shrimps, and guns,<br>And chops, and tacks, and hats, and buns.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">MORE OF THEM</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They brought him white kid gloves, and pails,<br>And candlesticks, and potted quails,<br>And capstan-bars, and scales and weights,<br>And ornaments for empty grates.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">WHY I MENTION THESE</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My tale is not of these - oh no!<br>I only mention them to show<br>The divers gifts that divers men<br>Brought o'er the sea to BAILEY BEN.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">HIS CONFIDANT</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A confidant had BAILEY B.,<br>A gay Mongolian dog was he;<br>I am not good at Turkish names,<br>And so I call him SIMPLE JAMES.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">HIS CONFIDANT'S COUNTENANCE</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A dreadful legend you might trace<br>In SIMPLE JAMES'S honest face,<br>For there you read, in Nature's print,<br>&quot;A Scoundrel of the Deepest Tint.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">HIS CHARACTER</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A deed of blood, or fire, or flames,<br>Was meat and drink to SIMPLE JAMES:<br>To hide his guilt he did not plan,<br>But owned himself a bad young man.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE AUTHOR TO HIS READER</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And why on earth good BAILEY BEN<br>(The wisest, noblest, best of men)<br>Made SIMPLE JAMES his right-hand man<br>Is quite beyond my mental span.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE SAME, CONTINUED</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But there - enough of gruesome deeds!<br>My heart, in thinking of them, bleeds;<br>And so let SIMPLE JAMES take wing, -<br>'Tis not of him I'm going to sing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE PASHA'S CLERK</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Good PASHA BAILEY kept a clerk<br>(For BAILEY only made his mark),<br>His name was MATTHEW WYCOMBE COO,<br>A man of nearly forty-two.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">HIS ACCOMPLISHMENTS</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No person that I ever knew<br>Could &quot;yodel&quot; half as well as COO,<br>And Highlanders exclaimed, &quot;Eh, weel!&quot;<br>When COO began to dance a reel.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">HIS KINDNESS TO THE PASHA'S WIVES</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He used to dance and sing and play<br>In such an unaffected way,<br>He cheered the unexciting lives<br>Of PASHA BAILEY'S lovely wives.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE AUTHOR TO HIS READER</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But why should I encumber you<br>With histories of MATTHEW COO?<br>Let MATTHEW COO at once take wing, -<br>'Tis not of COO I'm going to sing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE AUTHOR'S MUSE</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me recall my wandering Muse;<br>She SHALL be steady if I choose -<br>She roves, instead of helping me<br>To tell the deeds of BAILEY B.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE PASHA'S VISITOR</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One morning knocked, at half-past eight,<br>A tall Red Indian at his gate.<br>In Turkey, as you're p'raps aware,<br>Red Indians are extremely rare.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE VISITOR'S OUTFIT</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mocassins decked his graceful legs,<br>His eyes were black, and round as eggs,<br>And on his neck, instead of beads,<br>Hung several Catawampous seeds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">WHAT THE VISITOR SAID</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Ho, ho!&quot; he said, &quot;thou pale-faced one,<br>Poor offspring of an Eastern sun,<br>You've NEVER seen the Red Man skip<br>Upon the banks of Mississip!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE AUTHOR'S MODERATION</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To say that BAILEY oped his eyes<br>Would feebly paint his great surprise -<br>To say it almost made him die<br>Would be to paint it much too high.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE AUTHOR TO HIS READER</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But why should I ransack my head<br>To tell you all that Indian said;<br>We'll let the Indian man take wing, -<br>'Tis not of him I'm going to sing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE READER TO THE AUTHOR</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come, come, I say, that's quite enough<br>Of this absurd disjointed stuff;<br>Now let's get on to that affair<br>About LIEUTENANT-COLONEL FLARE.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Schwenck+Gilbert">William Schwenck Gilbert</a><div class=q>
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His wives were three, his tails were ten;
His form was dignified, but stout,
Men called him &quot;Little Roundabout.&quot;

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