Burnand was not a parodist of the class of Calverley or Sir Owen Seaman, Max Beerbohm or Mr. J.
It was open to him to pronounce Ibsen dreary, disagreeable and didactic; some of his plays were fair game for the parodist and the opportunity was turned to excellent account.
That is true, and indeed as a parodist Sir George Trevelyan belongs to the metrical miocene.
A parodist writing in Truth applies the same "criticism of life" to commercial production:-- THE STORY OF BUNG.
I am old enough to remember seeing Sir Francis Burdett taken to the Tower by the Sergeant-at-Arms with a military force.
As he was crossing Hounslow Heath one night, on his way from Berkeley Castle to London, his travelling carriage was stopped by a man on horseback, who put his head in at the window and said, "I believe you are Lord Berkeley?
I believe you have always boasted that you would never surrender to a single highwayman?
