Aye …. Twist their tails and go !Marching to Kabul not traced.
Hathi, hathi (elephant) … oont (camel) and buffalo !
Oh that’s the way we shout all day as we drive the buffalo !
The boar, the mighty boar's my theme,See also David Page's notes on Chapter IX of Letters of Marque, p. 74.
Whate'er the wise may say;
- My morning thought, my midnight dream,
My hope throughout the day.
Youth's daring spirit, manhood's fire,
Firm hand, and eagle eye,
Do they require, who dare aspire
To see the wild-boar die.
Then pledge the boar, the mighty boar,
Fill high the cup with me;
Here 'a luck to all who fear no fall
And the next gray boar to see—
Beware[Page 45, line 33] Silver’s Theatre a Dublin theatre that figures in “With the Main Guard” mentioned above , “Love o’Women,” (Many Inventions) and the verse “Belts.”
Of entrance to a quarrel; but being in,
Bear’t , that’th opposed may beware of thee.
My Son, if a maiden deny thee and scuffingly bid thee give o’er,[Page 57, line 22] a live coal to my pipe men sometimes picked up the cool end of a burning stick or coal from the fire to light their tobacco-pipes.
Yet lip meets with lip at the lastward. Get out ! She has been there before.
They are pecked on the ear and the chin and the nose who are lacking in lore.
Tr-ra-ra sang th thrice-blessed bugle, and the rush to form square began. There is much rest and peace in the heart of a square if you arrive in time, and are not trodden upon too frequently. The smell of leather belts, fatigue uniform and packed humanity is comforting.[Page 70, line 21] Prometheus in ancient Greek mythology, he stole fire from heaven to give to men and was condemned to be chained to a rock where an eagle daily devoured his liver; it grew again in the night. Hercules slew the bird and freed him.