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    Resting For A Moment In The Summer Sunli...

    bosh-words , until their story ' s told . So Dickens , mighty Dickens , the memory of Charles Dickens is hurried through the mud-thoughts ,, the mud-thoughts of the ginny , the very , very ginny , until one sighs in pain . And Lemon , kindly Lemon , poor genial Mark Lemon , is numbered with the dead . And Prowse , so young and mirthful , so faithful and so hopeful , has gone for evermore . Dust to Dust and Clay to Ashes , till naught is left not soul-like , a soul that goes to God . Resting , Tomahawk is resting . For three long years he ' s battled ' gainst foes of every order , foes who ' ve fought him boldly , foes who ' ve fought him darkly with words of lift and slaader , with deeds hating sunlight , as cowards , knaves , and fools . Wot three ! ' -long years he *& laboured till his hand is weak and weary of the fight , so hard and bloody , of the fight that ' s ever ended , in the wailing of his foemen , his cowed and beaten foemen , and though he rests a season he'll soon be up and ready with his War-Knife bright and gleaming . "I II 8 Hi ?*" for his War-Cry . I "Jf jcrtttftti : " his Reward !

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  • Tomahawk (1867-1870), Jan. 2, 1870, page unpag, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/t/issues/fttw_02011870/page/4/