But he still talked away spite of coughs and of frowns, My voice is for war, asked him, Which of them, pray? Reeling homewards one evening, top-heavy with gin, 66 Sinking Fund," the last words as his noddle came down. On! oh! &c. "Help! help!" he exclaimed, in his he and she tones, "Help me out! help me out-I have broken my bones!" "Help you out?" said a Paddy who passed, what a bother! Why, there's two of you there, can't you help one another?” Oh! oh! &c. DEAR aunt, in the olden time of love, But women grow wiser as men improve, And, though beaux, like monkeys, amuse us, Oh! think not we'd give such a delicate gem As the heart, to be played with or sullied by them; We may know by the head on Cupid's seal If shallow the head, oh! soon we feel What a poor impression 'twill make! Though plagued, heaven knows! by the foolish zeal Oh think not I'd follow their desperate rule 'Tis sweet to behold, when the billows are sleeping, To gaze on the life-boat, though rugged and worn, "I would be impossible for his Royal Highness to disengage his person from the accumulating pile of papers that encompassed it."-Lord Castlereagh's Speech upon Colonel M'Mahon's Appointment. LAST night I tossed and turned in bed, I slept as sound as sound could be. never wrote or borrowed Any horror half so horrid ! Methought the Prince, in whiskered state, On one side lay unread Petitions, When lo! the papers, one and all, Began to flutter of themselves From desk and table, floor and shelves, And, cutting each some different capers, As though they said, "Our sole design is The leader of this vile sedition Next Tradesmen's Bills began to fly, And Tradesmen's Bills, we know, mount high; But oh the basest of defections! waked-and prayed with lifted hand, Let it not crush the Sovereign too!" PARODY OF A CELEBRATED LETTER. AT length, dearest Freddy, the moment is nigh, Is to sit down and write a wise letter to you. I meant before now to have sent you this Letter, But Yarmouth and I thought perhaps 'twould be better To wait till the Irish affairs were decided— That is, till both Houses had prosed and divided, With all due appearance of thought and digestion For, though Hertford House had long settled the question, I thought it but decent, between me and you, That the two other Houses should settle it too. I need not remind you how cursedly bad Our affairs were all looking when Father went mad; A more limited Monarchy could not well be. |