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Rh But Romanelli was so stout,

He beat all three—and blew it out. October, 1810. [First published, Letters and Journals, 1830, i. 240.]

SUBSTITUTE FOR AN EPITAPH.

EPITAPH FOR JOSEPH BLACKET, LATE POET AND SHOEMAKER.

! behold, interred together,

The souls of learning and of leather.

Poor Joe is gone, but left his all:

You'll find his relics in a stall.

His works were neat, and often found

Well stitched, and with morocco bound.

Tread lightly—where the bard is laid—

He cannot mend the shoe he made;

Yet is he happy in his hole,

With verse immortal as his sole.

But still to business he held fast,

And stuck to Phœbus to the last.