SONNET TO LORD WHARNCLIFFE, ON HIS GAME BILL I'M fond of partridges, I'm fond of snipes, A man that holds all kinds of game so dear 10 LITERARY REMINISCENCES 'Dornton & Co. may challenge the world, the house of Hope perhaps excepted.'-Road to Ruin. TIME was, I sat upon a lofty stool, Blogg, Brothers-Milton-Grote and Prescott-Pope- 10 ODE TO PERRY THE INVENTOR OF THE PATENT PERRYAN PEN In this good work, Penn appears the greatest, usefullest of God's instruments. Firm and unbending when the exigency requires it-soft and yielding when rigid inflexibility is not a desideratum,-fluent and flowing at need, for eloquent rapidity-slow and retentive in cases of deliberation -never spluttering or by amplification going wide of the mark-never splitting, if it can be helped, with any one, but ready to wear itself out rather in their service-all things as it were with all men.ready to embrace the hand of Jew, Christian, or Mahometan,-heavy with the German, light with the Italian, oblique with the English, upright with the Roman, backward in coming forward with the Hebrew,-in short, for flexibility, amiability, constitutional durability, general ability, and universal utility, it would be hard to find a parallel to the great Penn.' Perry's Characteristics of a Settler. To Penrith, Penrhyn, even to Pen ΙΙΟ Did Lord Glengall not frame a mental pray'r, Wishing devoutly he was Lord knowswhere ? Nay, did not Jerrold, in enormous drouth, While doubtful of Nell Gwynne's eventful luck, Squeeze out and suck More oranges with his one fevered mouth, Than Nelly had to hawk from North to South? Yea, Buckstone, changing colour like a mullet, Refused, on an occasion, once, twice, thrice, From his best friend, an ice, Lest it should hiss in his own red-hot gullet. 120 Doth punning Peake not sit upon the points Of his own jokes, and shake in all his joints, During their trial? And does not Pocock, feeling, like a peacock, All eyes upon him turn to very meacock ? And does not Planché, tremulous and blank, Meanwhile his personages tread the boards, Seem goaded by sharp swords, And call'd upon himself to walk the plank '? 130 As for the Dances, Charles and George to boot What have they more Of ease and rest, for sole of either foot, Than bear that capers on a hotted floor? XI Thus pending-does not Mathews, at sad shift For voice, croak like a frog in waters fenny? Serle seem upon the surly seas adrift ? And Kenny think he's going to Kilkenny ? - Haynes Bayly feel Old ditto, with the note 139 Of Cotton in his ear, a mortal grapple About his arms, and Adam's apple Big as a fine Dutch codling in his throat? Did Rodwell, on his chimney-piece, desire Or not to take a jump into the fire ? Did Wade feel as composed as music can ? And was not Bernard his own Nervous Man? |