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We have coroners and deodands

And inquests, to no end,
And every honest Englishman 's

The hapless sufferer's friend,

And householder's or doctor's foe,

For he has nought to lose,
And fain will, if he can, keep out

Of that poor dead man's shoes.

But if of twice a hundred men,

And eighteen more, the breath
Is stopped at once in a coal pit,

It 's quite a natural death;

For, God be praised! the chance is small

That either you or I
Should come, for want of a second door,

In a coal pit to die.

Besides, 'twould cost a thousand times

As much, or something more,
To make to every pit of coal

A second, or safety door,

As all the shrouds and coffins cost

For those who perish now
For want of a second door, and that 's

No trifle, you 'll allow;

beyond the mere fact of their entombment, ascertained concerning the helpless and unfortunate victims of that “auri sacra fames' which so generally, so heartlessly, so pertinaciously refuses the poor workers in the coal mines of England, even the sad resource of a second staple or air shaft. See the Illustrated London News of Jan. 25, and Febr. 1, 1862.

And trade must live, though now and then

A man or two may die;
So merry sing "God bless the Queen,

And long live you and I;

And, Jenny, let each widow have

A cup of congo strong, And every orphan half a cup,

And so I end my song,

With prayer to God to keep coal cheap,

Both cheap and plenty too,
And if the pit 's a whole mile deep,

What is it to me or you?

For though we 're mortal too, no doubt,

And Death for us his sithe
Has ready still, the chance is small

We ever die of stithe.

And if we do, our gracious Queen

Will, sure, a telegram send,
To say how sore she grieves for us

And our untimely end;

And out of her own privy purse

· A sovereign down will pay, To have us decently interred

And put out of the way;

And burial service shall for us

In the churchyard be read, And more bells rung and more hymns sung

Than if we had died in bed :

For such an accident as this

May never occur again,
And till it does, one door 's enough

For pumps, air, coal, and men;

And should it occur

which God forbid ! And stifle every soul, Remember well, good Christians all,

Not one whit worse the coal.

Casa CARTONI AI CAVALLEGGIERI, LEGHORN, Febr. 25, 1862.

WHEN I was young I had so much of life,
I set small value on it, and cared only
For that of which I had but little riches.
Now I am old and rich, I little care
For that of which I 've much, and set all value
On that of which I have little, and which grows,
Visibly, with each sunset, less and less.
So it 's no matter whether young or old,
Or rich or poor, there 's something still to love,
Something to allure us on to act and suffer,

And play our double part out to the end.
CASA CARTONI AI CAVALLEGGIERI, LEGHORN, Dec. 1861.

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A MAN 's a fool, I 've heard it said,

Or can, at forty, tell
How with his health a thing agrees,

Be it for ill or well.

Why, to be sure! who doubts a fact

So staring plain and clear? Can tell; but does he know, himself?

That is the question here.

Can tell, ay, vow and swear it 's true,

But all the while he 's wrong; Even at twice forty doesn't well know

The colour of his tongue,

Or how he is, or how he isn't,

Or what agrees or well
Or ill with him, but, not the less,

He's certain he can tell;

And sometimes twice as much can tell

And doubts not he tells true: The pill that has agreed with him

Is just the pill for you;

The pill; the creed Come, open wide

Your mouth, and swallow down;
Well done! On earth your bile is cured;

In heaven, yours is the crown.
CASA CARTONI AI CAVALLEGGIERI, LEGHORN, Febr. 23, 1862.

LA LENGUA QUEDA, Y LOS OJOS LISTOS.

Idle tongue and busy eyes
Keep you safe, and make you wise;
Idle eyes and busy tongue
Put you ever in the wrong.

“To your argument a truce;
Who can say tongue 's of no use
Who has heard my Lydia speak,
Though she knows no word of Greek,

“Or that eyes can do no harm,
Cupid's direst, deadliest arm?
Lydia's eyes give you the lie;

Shot by Lydia's eyes, I die.”
Casa CARTONI AI CAVALLEGGIERI, LEGHORN, Jan. 20, 1862.

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