Produced by Moti Ben-Ari, Charlene Taylor and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was produced from images generously made available by The Internet Archive/American Libraries.) You may boast of your Georgian birds of song And say that never was stuff so strong, That its note of genius simply mocks At yester-century's feeble crocks, And floods the Musical Comedy stage With the dazzling art of a peerless age. But for delicate grace and dainty wit, For words and melody closely knit, Your best purveyors of mirth and joy Were never in sight of the old Savoy; They never began to compete, poor dears, With Gilbert-a…
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