Lapsus Calami (Apr 1891)/Of W. S. (Mr)

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Lapsus Calami
by James Kenneth Stephen

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This Shakespeare parody was first published in the Eton Rambler, July 1880.

1789226Lapsus Calami — Of W. S. (Mr)James Kenneth Stephen

Of W. S. (Mr.)

For Greek Iambics.

Pe.Not so, my liege, for even now the townSplits with sedition, and the incensed mobRush hither roaring.Olc.Let them roar their fill,Bluster and bellow till the enormous wingsOf gusty Boreas flap with less ado.Ask they my treacherous nephew's wretched life,As if that order were a thing of noughtWhich I did publish? Let them beg or threaten,I'll not regard them. Oh my trusty friend,There is no rock defies the elements,With half the constancy that kinglike menShut up their breasts against such routs as these.Pe.O my most valiant lord, I feel 'tis so,Permit me to advance against the foe.(Olcis and Terranea, Act iv., Sc. iii.)

Eton Rambler, July, 1880