1 To such important discussions as these the greater part of time this dispute between "ex" and "per" was going on), he Dr. Southey's Vindicia Ecclesiæ Anglicana is devoted. 2 Consubstantiation the true Reformed belief; at least, the belief of Luther, and, as Mosheim asserts, of Melancthon also. found the Turks, we are told, "laughing at the Christians for being divided by two such insignificant particles." 4 The Arian controversy. Before that time, says Hooker, "in order to be a sound believing Christian, men were not 3 When John of Ragusa went to Constantinople (at the curious what syllables or particles of speech they used." The Heathen, we know, made their Gods out of wood, And Saints may be fram'd of as handy materials ; Went Corn in his chaise through the throng, Old women and B-tt-rw-rths make just as good As any the Pope ever book'd as Ethereals. Stand forth, Man of Bibles !-not Mahomet's pigeon, When, perch'd on the Koran, he dropp'd there, they say, Strong marks of his faith, ever shed o'er religion Such glory as B-tt-rw-rth sheds every day. Great Galen of souls, with what vigour he cranis Down Erin's idolatrous throats, till they crack again, Bolus on bolus, good man!—and then damns Both their stomachs and souls, if they dare cast them back again. How well might his shop-as a type representing Canonize him!- by Judas, we will canonize him; For Cant is his hobby, and twaddling his bliss ; And, though wise men may pity and wits may despise him, He'll make but the better shop-saint for all this. Call quickly together the whole tribe of Canters, Convoke all the serious Tag-rag of the nation; Bring Shakers and Snufflers and Jumpers and Ranters, To witness their B-tt-rw-rth's Canonization! Yea, humbly I've ventur'd his merits to paint, 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 gainsay. 3 Toad Lane, in Manchester, where Mother Lee was born. In her "Address to Young Believers," she says, that "it is 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, uprais'd 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 Now the frothy charm is ripe, Bravo, bravo, Peter M-re! Now the rainbow humbugs 3 soar, 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." 2 The member, during a long period, for Coventry. 3 An humble 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!" Others, as if lent a ray From the streaming Milky Way, Glist'ning o'er with curds and whey From the cows of Alderney. Now's the moment-who shall first But, hark, my time is out- But, no-'twas, indeed, a Turtle, wide And much did it grieve my soul to see But now "a change came o'er my dream," As made the Turtle squeak with glee, And own they gave him a lively notion Of what his forc'd-meat balls would be. So, on the Sec. in his glory went, Are the English forms of Diplomacy. THE DONKY AND HIS PANNIERS. A FABLE. "fessus jam sudat asellus, "Parce illi; vestrum delicium est asinus." VIRGIL. Copa. A DONKY, whose talent for burdens was wondrous. So much that you'd swear he rejoic'd in a load, One day had to jog under panniers so pond'rous, That-down the poor Donky fell smack on the road! His owners and drivers stood round in amazeWhat! Neddy, the patient, the prosperous Neddy, 1 Mr. Canning. 2 Wanderings in South America. "It was the first and last time (says Mr. Waterton) I was ever on a crocodile's back." 3 Alluding to an early poem of Mr. Coleridge's, addressed to an Ass, and beginning, I hail thee, brother!" |