He Who Sung The Lays Of Ancient Rome


LORD MACAULAY, passing one day through the Seven Dials, bought a handful

of ballads from some street-folks who were bawling out their contents to

a gaping audience. Proceeding on his way home, he was astonished to

find himself followed by half a score of urchins, their faces beaming

with expectation. Now then, my lads, what is it? said he. O, that's a

good 'un, replied one of the boys, after we've come all this

way.--But what are you waiting for? said the historian, astonished at

the lad's familiarity. Waiting for! why ain't you going to sing,

guv'ner?



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