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I went into a public- 'ouse to get a pint o' beer, 453

I'm 'ere in a ticky ulster an' a broken billycock 'at, 487

I'm just in love with these three, 558

I've a head like a concertina, I've a tongue like a button-stick,. . 460

I've never sailed the Amazon, 672

I've paid for your sickest fancies; I've humoured your crackedest

whim 147

I've taken my fun where I've found it; 502

If any God should say 649

If down here I chance to die, 35

If extended observation of the ways and works of man, .... 331

"If I have taken the common clay 606

If I were hanged on the highest hill, 701

If it be pleasant to look on, stalled in the packed serai, 68

If the Led Striker call it a strike, 210

If thought can reach to Heaven, 658

If wars were won by feasting, .*.... 759

If you can keep your head when all about you 645

If you stop to find out what your wages will be 426

If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet, 720

If you've ever stole a pheasant-egg be'ind the keeper's back,. . . 466

Imprimis he was " broke." Thereafter left 90

In a land that the sand overlays the ways to her gates are untrod. . 361

In Lowestoft a boat was laid, 717

In the days of lace-ruffles, perukes and brocade 760

In the daytime, when she moved about me, 575

In the name of the Empress of India, make way, 37

In the Neolithic Age savage warfare did I wage 393

It got beyond all orders an' it got beyond all 'ope; 497

It is always a temptation to an armed and agile nation, .... 747

It was an artless Bandar and he danced upon a pine, 38

It was an August evening and, in snowy garments clad, .... 22

It was not in the open fight 575

It was not part of their blood, 739

It was our war-ship Clampherdown 159

It's forty in the shade to-day the spouting eaves declare; .... 407

Jack Barrett went to Quetta 1 1

Jane Austen Beecher Stowe de Rouse 44

Jenny and Me were engaged, you see, 20

Jubal sang of the Wrath of God 622

Kabul town's by Kabul river 481

King Solomon drew merchantmen, 172

Land of our Birth, we pledge to thee 642

Legate, I had the news last night my cohort ordered home. . . 744

'Less you want your toes trod off you'd better get back at once,. . 638