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And if I pluck'd each flower that sweetest blows,-
CHOLERA CURED BEFORE-HAND. Or a premonition promulgated gratis for the use of the Useful Classes, specially those resident in St. Giles's, Saffron Hill, Bethnal Green, &c.; and likewise, inasmuch as the good man is merciful even to the beasts, for the benefit of the Bulls and Bears of the Stock Exchange.
PAINS ventral, subventral,
In stomach or entrail,
But off to the doctor, fast as ye can crawl !Yet far better 'twould be not to have them at all.
Now to 'scape inward aches,
Calld Cholery Morpus;
to feed him, Tho' being a Devil, no one never has seed him !
Ah! then my dear honies,
As the gas-light unfragrant,
'Till swift as the mail,
He at last brings the cramps on,
Hot dreams, and cold salads,
banners, And whitewash at once bowels, rooms, hands, and
IN Köhln, a town of monks and bones,
And pavements fang’d with murderous stones, And rags, and hags, and hideous wenches; I counted two and seventy stenches, All well defined, and several stinks! Ye Nymphs that reign o'er sewers and sinks, The river Rhine, it is well known, Doth wash your city of Cologne; But tell me, Nymphs ! what power divine Shall henceforth wash the river Rhine ?
ON MY JOYFUL DEPARTURE
FROM THE SAME CITY.
Mr. Mum's Rudesheimer
That deserve to be known
WRITTEN IN AN ALBUM.
PARRY seeks the polar ridge ;
Rhymes seeks S. T. Coleridge, Author of works, whereof—though not in DutchThe public little knows—the publisher too much.
LESSON FOR A BOY.
TROCHEE trips frăm lõng tỏ shört;
From long to long in solemn sort Slow Spondēe stālks ; strong foot ! yet ill able Ēvěr tě come èp with Dāctýl trisyllable. lãmbics märch fröm shört tỏ lỡng – With a leap ånd å bound the swift Anăpăsts throng; One syllable long, with one short at each side, Åmphibrăchýs hāstes with a stātely stride ;First and last bēing lõng, middle short, Amphi
mācer Strikes his thūndēring hoofs like å proud high
brěd Rācer. If Derwent be innocent, steady, and wise, And delight in the things of earth, water, and skies; Tender warmth at his heart, with these metres to
show it, With sound sense in his brains, may make Derwent
a poet, May crown him with fame, and must win him the
love Of his father on earth and his Father above.
My dear, dear child ! Could you stand upon Skiddaw, you would not
from its whole ridge See a man who so loves you as your fond S. T.
THE HOMERIC HEXAMETER
DESCRIBED AND EXEMPLIFIED.* STRONGLY it bears us along in swelling and
limitless billows, Nothing before and nothing behind but the sky
and the Ocean.
THE OVIDIAN ELEGIAC METRE
DESCRIBED AND EXEMPLIFIED.*
IN the hexameter rises the fountain's silvery co
lumn ; In the pentameter aye falling in melody back.
* Translated from Schiller. Printed in Friendship's Offer. ing, 1834.