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A world thou hast honor'd by cheating so Yea, humbly I've ventured his merits to paint,

many;

Thou'lt find still among us one Personage old, Who also by tricks and the Seals makes a penny

A great part of the income of Joanna Southcott arose from the Seals of the Lord's protection which she sold to her followers.

2 Mrs. Anne Lee, the "chosen vessel" of the Shakers, and Mother of all the children of regeneration."

Yea, feebly have tried all his gifts to portray, And they form a sum-total for making a Saint, That the Devil's own Advocate could not gain

say.

• Toad Lane, in Manchester, where Mother Lee was born. In her "Address to Young Believers," she says, that “it # a matter of no importance with them from whence the means of their deliverance come, whether from a stable in Bethlehem, or from Toad Lane, Manchester."

Jump high, all ye Jumpers, ye Ranters all roar, While B-tt-rw-rth's spirit, upraised from your

eyes,

Like a kite made of foolscap, in glory shall soar, With a long tail of rubbish behind, to the skies!

AN INCANTATION.

SUNG BY THE BUBBLE SPIRIT.

Air.-Come with me, and we will go Where the rocks of coral grow

COME with me, and we will blow
Lots of bubbles, as we go;
Bubbles, bright as ever Hope
Drew from fancy-or from soap;
Bright as e'er the South Sea sent
From its frothy element!

Come with me, and we will blow
Lots of bubbles, as we go.
Mix the lather, Johnny W-lks,
Thou, who rhym'st so well to bilks ;'
Mix the lather-who can be
Fitter for such task than thee,
Great M. P. for Sudsbury!

Now the frothy charm is ripe,
Puffing Peter, bring thy pipe,-
Thou, whom ancient Coventry
Once so dearly loved, that she

Knew not which to her was sweeter,

Peeping Tom or Puffing Peter ;-
Puff the bubbles high in air,
Puff thy best to keep them there

Bravo, bravo, Peter M-re!
Now the rainbow humbugs soar,
Glitt'ring all with golden hues,

Such as haunt the dreams of Jews ;

Some, reflecting mines that lie
Under Chili's glowing sky,

Some, those virgin pearls that sleep
Cloister'd in the southern deep;

1 Strong indications of character may be sometimes traced in the rhymes to names. Marvell thought so, when he wrote "Sir Edward Sutton,

The foolish Knight who rhymes to mutton."

* The member, during a long period, for Coventry. 3 An humb e imitation of one of our modern poets, who, in a poem against War, after describing the splendid habiliments of the soldier, thus apostrophizes him-" thou rainbow ruffian!".

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Now's the moment-who shall first
Catch the bubbles, ere they burst?
Run, ye Squires, ye Viscounts, run,
Br-gd-n, T-yuh-m, P-lm-t-n ;-
John W-lks junior runs beside ye!
Take the good the knaves provide ye!*
See, with upturn'd eyes and hands,
Where the Shareman," Br-gd-n, stands,
Gaping for the froth to fall
Down his gullet-lye and all.
See!-

But, hark, my time is out-
Now, like some great water-spout,
Scatter'd by the cannon's thunder,
Burst, ye bubbles, all asunder!

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But, no 'twas, indeed, a Turtle, wide
And plump as ever these eyes descried;
A Turtle, juicy as ever yet
Glued up the lips of a Baronet!
And much did it grieve my soul to see
That an animal of such dignity
Like an absentee abroad should roam,
When he ought to stay and be ate at home.

But now " a change came o'er my dream,"
Like the magic lantern's shifting slider ;-
I look'd, and saw, by the evening beam,

On the back of that Turtle sat a rider-
A goodly man, with an eye so merry,
I knew 'twas our Foreign Secretary,1
Who there, at his ease, did sit and smile,
Like Waterton on his crocodile ;2
Cracking such jokes, at ev'ry motion,

As made the Turtle squeak with glee,
And own they gave him a lively notion
Of what his forced-meat balls would be.

So, on the Sec. in his glory went,
Over that briny element,
Waving his hand, as he took farewell,
With graceful air, and bidding me tell
Inquiring friends that the Turtle and he
Were gone on a foreign embassy-
To soften the heart of a Diplomate,
Who is known to doat upon verdant fat,
And to let admiring Europe see,

That calipash and calipee

Are the English forms of Diplomacy.

THE DONKEY AND HIS PANNIERS.

A FABLE.

"fessus jam sudat asellus,

"Parce illi; vestrum delicium est asinus."

VIRGIL, Copa.

A DONKEY, whose talent for burdens was wondrous,
So much that you'd swear he rejoiced in a load,
One day had to jog under panniers so pond'rous,
That-down the poor Donkey fell smack on the
road!

His owners and drivers stood round in amaze-
What! Neddy, the patient, the prosperous Neddy,

1 Mr Canning.

Wanderings in South America. "It was the first and

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4 A certain country gentleman having said in the House "that we must return at last to the food of our ancestors, last time (says Mr. Waterton) I was ever on a crocodile's somebody asked Mr. T." what food the gentleman meant?"

back."

Alluding to an early poem of Mr. Coleridge's, addressed to an Ass, and beginning, "I hail thee, brother!"

-"Thistles, I suppose," answered Mr. T.

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