Lines Rhymed in a Letter Received (by J.H. Reynolds) From Oxford

THE Gothic looks solemn– The plain Doric column Supports an old Bishop and crosier; The mouldering arch, Shaded o’er by a larch Stands next door to Wilson the Hosier.

Vicè– that is, by turns– O’er pale faces mourns The black-tassled trencher and common hat; The chantry boy sings, The steeple bell rings, And as for the Chancellor–dominat.

There are plenty of trees, And plenty of ease, And plenty of fat deer for parsons; And when it is venison, Short is the benison– Then each on a leg or thigh fastens.