Among other stray flashmen disposed of, this week,Was a youngster named Stanley, genteelly connected,Who has lately been passing off coins as antique,Which have proved to be sham ones, tho’ long unsuspected. The ancients, our readers need hardly be told,Had a coin they called “Talents,” for wholesale demands;And ’twas some of said coinage this youth was […]

TO THE AUTHOR OF AN ARTICLE IN THE LAST NUMBER OF The Quarterly Review,ENTITLED “ROMANISM IN IRELAND.” It glads us much to be able to say,That a meeting is fixt for some early day,Of all such dowagers–he or she—(No matter the sex, so they dowagers be,)Whose opinions concerning Church and StateFrom about the time of […]

SUGGESTED BY THE LATE PROMOTION OF MRS. NETHERCOAT. “The widow of Nethercoat is appointed jailer of Loughrea, in the room of her deceased husband.”–Limerick Chronicle. Whether as queens or subjects, in these days,Women seem formed to grace alike each station:–As Captain Flaherty gallantly says,“You ladies, are the lords of the creation!” Thus o’er my mind […]

“Sir Robert Peel believed it was necessary to originate allrespecting religion and trade in a Committee of the House.”—Church Extension, May 22, 1830. Say, who was the wag, indecorously witty,Who first in a statute this libel conveyed;And thus slyly referred to the selfsame committee,As matters congenial, Religion and Trade? Oh surely, my Phillpotts, ’twas thou […]

With all humility we begTo inform the public, that Tom Tegg–Known for his spunky speculationsIn buying up dead reputations,And by a mode of galvanizingWhich, all must own, is quite surprising,Making dead authors move again,As tho’ they still were living men;–All this too managed, in a trice,By those two magic words, “Half Price,”Which brings the charm […]

Our earth, as it rolls thro’ the regions of space,Wears always two faces, the dark and the sunny;And poor human life runs the same sort of race,Being sad on one side–on the other side, funny. Thus oft we, at eve, to the Haymarket hie,To weep o’er the woes of Macready;–but scarceHath the tear-drop of Tragedy […]

As news from Olympus has grown rather rare,Since bards, in their cruises, have ceased to touch there,We extract for our readers the intelligence given,In our latest accounts from that ci-devant Heaven–That realm of the By-gones, where still sit in stateOld god-heads and nod-heads now long out of date. Jove himself, it appears, since his love-days […]

TO THE EDITOR OF THE MORNING CHRONICLE. Sir–A well-known classical traveller, while employed in exploring, some time since, the supposed site of the Temple of Diana of Ephesus, was so fortunate, in the course of his researches, as to light upon a very ancient bark manuscript, which has turned out, on examination, to be part […]

A POOR POET’S DREAM.[1] As I sate in my study, lone and still,Thinking of Sergeant Talfourd’s Bill,And the speech by Lawyer Sugden made,In spirit congenial, for “the Trade,”Sudden I sunk to sleep and lo!Upon Fancy’s reinless nightmare flitting,I found myself, in a second or so,At the table of Messrs. Type and Co.With a goodly group […]

LETTER FROM THE CAPTAIN TO TERRY ALT, ESQ.[1] Here I am, at headquarters, dear Terry, once more,Deep in Tory designs, as I’ve oft been before:For, bless them! if ’twasn’t for this wrong-headed crew,You and I, Terry Alt, would scarce know what to do;So ready they’re always, when dull we are growing,To set our old concert […]

Dear Lyndhurst,–you’ll pardon my making thus free,–But form is all fudge ‘twixt such “comrogues” as we,Who, whate’er the smooth views we, in public, may drive at,Have both the same praiseworthy object, in private–Namely, never to let the old regions of riot,Where Rock hath long reigned, have one instant of quiet,But keep Ireland still in that […]

BY LORD STANLEY. (HIS FIRST ATTEMPT IN VERSE.) “Evil, be thou my good.”–MILTON. How various are the inspirationsOf different men in different nations!As genius prompts to good or evil,Some call the Muse, some raise the devil.Old Socrates, that pink of sages,Kept a pet demon on board wagesTo go about with him incog.,And sometimes give his […]

IN AN EPISTLE FROM THOMAS MOORE TO SAMUEL ROGERS. What, thou, my friend! a man of rhymes,And, better still, a man of guineas,To talk of “patrons,” in these times,When authors thrive like spinning-jennies,And Arkwright’s twist and Bulwer’s pageAlike may laugh at patronage! No, no–those times are past away,When, doomed in upper floors to star it.The […]

A DREAM. I’ve had a dream that bodes no goodUnto the Holy Brotherhood.I may be wrong, but I confess–As far as it is right or lawfulFor one, no conjurer, to guess–It seems to me extremely awful. Methought, upon the Neva’s floodA beautiful Ice Palace stood,A dome of frost-work, on the planOf that once built by […]

Epistle from Tom Crib to Big Ben.[1] CONCERNING SOME FOUL PLAY IN A LATE TRANSACTION.[2] “Ahi, mio Ben!”–METASTASIO.[3] What! BEN, my old hero, is this your renown?Is this the new go?–kick a man when he’s down!When the foe has knockt under, to tread on him then–By the fist of my father, I blush for thee, […]

principibus placuisse viris!–HORAT. Yes, grief will have way–but the fast falling tearShall be mingled with deep execrations on thoseWho could bask in that Spirit’s meridian career.And yet leave it thus lonely and dark at its close:– Whose vanity flew round him, only while fedBy the odor his fame in its summer-time gave;–Whose vanity now, with […]

Sir,–In order to explain the following Fragment, it is necessary to refer your readers to a late florid description of the Pavilion at Brighton, in the apartments of which, we are told, “FUM, The Chinese Bird of Royalty,” is a principal ornament. I am, Sir, yours, etc. MUM. FUM AND HUM, THE TWO BIRDS OF […]

In the dirge we sung o’er him no censure was heard,Unembittered and free did the tear-drop descend;We forgot, in that hour, how the statesman had erred,And wept for the husband, the father and friend. Oh! proud was the meed his integrity won,And generous indeed were the tears that we shed,When in grief we forgot all […]

PROEM “The moment any religion becomes national, or established, its purity must certainly be lost, because it is then impossible to keep it unconnected with men’s interests; and, if connected, it must inevitably be perverted by them.”–SOAME JENYNS Thus did SOAME JENYNS–tho’ a Tory,A Lord of Trade and the Plantations;Feel how Religion’s simple gloryIs stained […]

PROEM. Of all that, to the sage’s survey,This world presents of topsy-turvy,There’s naught so much disturbs one’s patience,As little minds in lofty stations.‘Tis like that sort of painful wonder.Which slender columns, laboring underEnormous arches, give beholders;–Or those poor Caryatides,Condemned to smile and stand at ease,With a whole house upon their shoulders. If as in some […]