O Blessed Drums Of Aldershot! O Blessed South-West Train! O Blessed, Blessed Speaker'S Clock, All Prophesying Rain! O Blessed Yaffil, Laughing Loud! O Blessed Falling Glass! O Blessed Fan Of Cold Gray Cloud! O Blessed Smelling Grass! O Bless'D South Wind That Toots His Horn Through Every Hole And Crack! I'm Off At Eight To-Morrow Morn, To Bring Such Fishes Back! Eversley, April 1, 1856.