SHORT COMMONS; OR MRS. B-N AND THE If actresses trip, they have often good ground ON SUICIDE. BY MARTIAL. When all the blandishments of life are gone, DR. ALDRICK'S FIVE REASONS FOR DRINKING WINE. Good wine, a friend, or being dry, Or HENRY THE FOURTH AND HIS AMBASSADOR. Bassompière told, in jocund strain, Believe me, it made thousands stare." Henry, mirth sparkling in his eye, Gave the ambassador reply: "No wonder,-seeing so strange a sight, Indulge in sportive ridicule, To see an ass bestride a mule." ON SEEING THE STATUE OF A NEGRO IN DISTRESS, ERECTED IN ST. CLEMENTS INN. In vain, poor sable son of woe, Thou seeks't a tender ear; In vain thy tears with anguish flow, For From cannibals thou fly'st in vain, Lawyers less quarter give: The first won't eat you till you're slain,- LIARS COMPARED. Such a liar is Tom, there's none can lie faster, ON DEAN SWIFT'S LEAVING HIS FORTUNE TO The Dean must die, vile idiots to maintain! OR THUS. The Dean to idiots leaves his boundless store: THE CUCKOLD'S HALF. When Thomas calls his wife his half, For why? she horns him!-so, the jilt ON CERTAIN RELIGIOUS PREJUDICES. BY SWIFT. Who can believe, with common sense, Or how a herring hath a charm Almighty anger to disarm ? THE PLAGIARIST POET. Tom so fond of the name of a poet is grown, ON MAIDS. Most maids resemble Eve now in their lives, THE UNLUCKY DISCOVERY. When Popish Will was scolded by his priest, "Has grace upon thy heart left no impression, Thou perjur'd wretch! what! publish my confession!" ON AN OLD WOMAN WHO USED ART. Leave off thy paint, perfumes, and youthful dress, And nature's failing honestly confess. Double we see those faults which art would mend,Plain downwright ugliness would less offend. ON AN OLD WOMAN'S WIG. The golden hair that Galla wears, ON COURTING IN VERSE. "Go!" said old Syco, "senseless lover, go, And that that most enraged me, was-'twas true. ON WIT. True wit is like the brilliant stone, Which boasts two various powers in one, To cut as well as shine. Genius, like this, if polish'd right, With the same gifts abounds; Appears at once both keen and bright, And sparkles whilst it wounds. EPIGRAMMATIC SCRAPS. ON AN UGLY LADY. When in the dark on thy soft hand I hung, ON DISCOURSE. From men's discourse their different skills we find, Clio still talks of past things, and to come, THE DEAN AND THE LORD LIEUTENANT. Dean Swift being sent for by Lord Cartaret, then Lord Lieutenant of Ireland, and being made to wait in the council chamber alone, wrote, with a diamond, on the window My very good lord, 'tis a very hard task For a man to wait here, who has nothing to ask. His Lordship, coming soon after, wrote under it— My very good dean, there are few who come here, HOLY ALLIANCE! BY LORD BYRON. The bless'd alliance, which says, three* are all ! A pious unity! in purpose one To melt three fools into a Napoleon! * Austria, Russia, and Prussia. ape. |