Selections from Robert Browning. DRAMATIC LYRICS. CAVALIER TUNES.* 1.-MARCHING ALONG. I. Kentish Sir Byng stood for his King, And see the rogues flourish and honest folk droop, II. God for King Charles! Pym and such carles Hands from the pasty, nor bite take nor sup Till you're (Chorus) marching along, fifty-score strong, Great-hearted gentlemen, singing this song. * Such Poems as the following come properly enough, I suppose, under the head of "Dramatic Pieces; " being, though for the most part Lyric in expression, always Dramatic in principle, and so many utterances of so many imaginary persons, not mine. B III. Hampden to hell, and his obsequies' knell Kentish and loyalists, keep we not here (Cho.) Marching along, fifty-score strong, Great-hearted gentlemen, singing this song? IV. Then, God for King Charles! Pym and his snarls II. GIVE A ROUSE. I. King Charles, and who'll do him right now? II. Who gave me the goods that went since? Who helped me to gold I spent since? (Cho.) King Charles, and who'll do him right now? III. To whom used my boy George quaff else, While Noll's damned troopers shot him? (Cho.) King Charles, and who'll do him right now? III.-BOOT AND SADDLE. I. Boot, saddle, to horse, and away! Brightens to blue from its silvery gray, (Cho.) "Boot, saddle, to horse, and II. away. !" Ride past the suburbs, asleep as you'd say; III. Forty miles off, like a roebuck at bay, Flouts Castle Brancepeth the Roundheads' array: Who laughs, "Good fellows, ere this, by my fay, (Cho.) "Boot, saddle, to horse, and away?" IV. Who? My wife Gertrude; that, honest and gay, Laughs when you talk of surrendering, “Nay! I've better counsellors; what counsel they?" (Cho.) "Boot, saddle, to horse, and away |