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Rh As if Sir Fretful wrote "the slumberous" verse,

And gave his son "the rubbish" to rehearse.

"Yet at the thing you'd never be amazed,"

Knew you the rumpus which the Author raised;

"Nor even here your smiles would be represt,"

Knew you these lines—the badness of the best,

"Flame! fire! and flame!" (words borrowed from Lucretius. )

"Dread metaphors" which open wounds like issues!

"And sleeping pangs awake—and—— But away"—

(Confound me if I know what next to say).

Lo "Hope reviving re-expands her wings,"

And Master G— recites what Dr. Busby sings!—

"If mighty things with small we may compare,"

(Translated from the Grammar for the fair!)

Dramatic "spirit drives a conquering car,"

And burn'd poor Moscow like a tub of "tar."

"This spirit" "Wellington has shown in Spain,"

To furnish Melodrames for Drury Lane.

"Another Marlborough points to Blenheim's story,"

And George and I will dramatise it for ye.

"In Arts and Sciences our Isle hath shone"

(This deep discovery is mine alone). Notes