...dinner-time. Is there a mortal much bemused in beer, A maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer, A clerk foredoomed his father's soul to cross, ' Who pens a stanza, when he should engross, — Is there, who, locked from ink and paper, scrawls With desperate charcoal round his darkened walls ? All fly to Twick'nhatn,...

...dinner-time. Is there a mortal much bemused in beer, A maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer, A clerk foredoomed his father's soul to cross, ' Who pens a stanza, when he should engross, — Is there, who, locked from ink and paper, scrawls With desperate charcoal round his darkened walls ? All fly to Twick'nham,...

...!— just at dinner time. Is there a parson, much hemused in heer, A maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer, A clerk foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, Who pens a stanza when he should engross ; I8 there who, lock'd from ink and paper, scrawl* With desperate charcoal round his darken'd walls...

...although he may not literally have realised Pope's couplet, and have been — " A clerk foredoomed his father's soul to cross, Who pens a stanza, when he should engross," he yet exhibited an early bias towards literature, but the severer Clio — modern scholiasts write...

...time. Is there a parson much he-mused in beer, A maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer, A clerk, fore-doomed his father's soul to cross, Who pens a stanza when he should engross 1 Is there who, locked from ink and paper, scrawls With desperate charcoal round his darkened walls?...

...me just at dinner time. Is there a parson much bemus'd in beer, A maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer, A clerk foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, Who...scrawls With desperate charcoal round his darken'd walls ? * John Searl, Pope's faithful servant. All fly to Twit'nam, and in humble strain Apply to me to keep...

...!— just at dinner time. Is there a parson, much hemused in heer, A maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer, A clerk foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, Who...engross ; Is there who, lock'd from ink and paper, scrawhi With desperate charcoal round his darken'd waUij All fly to Twit'nam, and in humhle strain...

...me, just at dinner-time. Is there a parson, much bemus'd in beer, A maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer, A clerk, foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, Who...scrawls With desperate charcoal round his darken'd walls I All fly to Twit'nam, and, in humble strain. Apply to me, to keep them mad or vain. Arthur, whose...

...poudre du greft'e un poete naissant." While Pope, in his Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot, speaks of — " Some clerk, foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, Who pens a stanza when he should engross." HARRY LEROY TEMPLE. PS — At p. 123. of Vol. vi. are inserted some other parallels, noted by me in...

...individual allusion than a modern poet, when, in the very same spirit, he wrote the couplet, ic Some Z~Ȧ = 7 ] 2o w k W=j~xW fUm U m ^ Q : > /u ӳb!K n*y X ingross." * It is certain also that Shakespeare wrote with great facility, and that his compositions...