king,
God bless us all, that's quite another thing."

_John Byrom._

ON A FULL-LENGTH PORTRAIT OF BEAU MARSH PLACED BETWEEN THE BUSTS OF
NEWTON AND POPE

"Immortal Newton never spoke
More truth than here you'll find;
Nor Pope himself e'er penn'd a joke
More cruel on mankind.

"The picture placed the busts between,
Gives satire all its strength;
Wisdom and Wit are little seen--
But Folly at full length."

_Lord Chesterfield._

ON SCOTLAND

"Had Cain been Scot, God would have changed his doom;
Nor forced him wander, but confined him home."

_Cleveland._

MENDAX

See yonder goes old Mendax, telling lies
To that good easy man with whom he's walking;
How know I that? you ask, with some surprise;
Why, don't you see, my friend, the fellow's talking.

_Lessing._

TO A SLOW WALKER AND QUICK EATER

So slowly you walk, and so quickly you eat,
You should march with your mouth, and devour with your feet.

_Lessing._

WHAT'S MY THOUGHT LIKE?

_Quest._--Why is a Pump like Viscount Castlereagh?
_Answ._--Because it is a slender thing of wood,
That up and down its awkward arm doth sway,
And coolly spout, and spout, and spout away,
In one weak, washy, everlasting flood!

_Thomas Moore._

OF ALL THE MEN

Of all the men one meets about,
There's none like Jack--he's everywhere:
At church--park--auction--dinner--rout--
Go when and where you will, he's there.
Try the West End, he's at your back--
Meets you, like Eurus, in the East--
You're call'd upon for "How do, Jack?"
One hundred times a day, at least.
A friend of his one evening said,
As home he took his pensive way,
"Upon my soul, I fear Jack's dead--
I've seen him but three times to-day!"

_Thomas Moore._

ON BUTLER'S MONUMENT

While Butler, needy wretch, was yet alive,
No generous patron would a dinner give.
See him, when starved to death and turn'd to dust,
Presented with a monumental bust.
The poet's fate is here in emblem shown--
He ask'd for _bread_, and he received a _stone_.

_Rev. Samuel Wesley._