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Beyond all things a baby

Is to the schoolgirl dear;
Next to herself the nursemaid loves

Her dashing grenadier ;
Only with life the sailor

Parts from the British flag ; While one hope lingers, the cracksman's fingers

Drop not his hard-earned swag.'

But, as hares do my second

Thro green Calabria’s copses, As females vanish at the sight

Of short-horns and of wopses;

So, dropping forks and teaspoons,

The pride of Houndsditch fled, Dumbfoundered by the hue and cry

He'd raised up overhead.

They gave him—did the judges

As much as was his due. And, Saxon, should’st thou e'er be led

To deem this tale untrue; Then—any night in winter,

When the cold north wind blows, And bairns are told to keep out cold

By tallowing the nose :
When round the fire the elders

Are gathered in a bunch,
And the girls are doing crochet,

And the boys are reading Punch :Go thou and look in Leech's book;

There haply shalt thou spy A stout man on a staircase stand, With aspect anything but bland, And rub his right shin with his hand,

To witness if I lie.

PROVERBIAL PHILOSOPHY.

Introductory.

ART thou beautiful, O my daughter, as the

budding rose of April ? Are all thy motions music, and is poetry throned in

thine eye? Then hearken unto me; and I will make the bud

a fair flower,

I will plant it upon the bank of Elegance, and

water it with the water of Cologne; And in the season it shall “come out,” yea bloom,

the pride of the parterre; Ladies shall marvel at its beauty, and a Lord shall Of Propriety.

pluck it at the last.

Study first Propriety : for she is indeed the Pole

star

Which shall guide the artless maiden through the

mazes of Vanity Fair; Nay, she is the golden chain which holdeth to

gether Society; The lamp by whose light young Psyche shall ap

proach unblamed her Eros. Verily Truth is as Eve, which was ashamed being

naked; Wherefore doth Propriety dress her with the fair

foliage of artifice : And when she is drest, behold! she knoweth not

herself again.I walked in the Forest; and above me stood the

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Stood like a slumbering giant, shrouded in im

penetrable shade; Then I pass’d into the citizen's garden, and marked

a tree clipt into shape, (The giant's locks had been shorn by the Dalilah

shears of Decorum ;) And I said, “Surely nature is goodly; but how

much goodlier is Art!" I heard the wild notes of the lark floating far over

the blue sky, And my foolish heart went after him, and, lo!

I blessed him as he rose; Foolish! for far better is the trained boudoir

bulfinch,

Which pipeth the semblance of a tune, and me

chanically draweth up water : And the reinless steed of the desert, though his

neck be clothed with thunder,

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