Well, that's the row and who can guess the upshot after all? Whether Harmony will ever make the "Arms" her House of call, Or whether this here mobbing as some longish heads foretell it, Will grow to such a riot that the Oxford Blues must quell it, Howsomever, for the present, there's no sign of any peace, For the hubbub keeps a growing, and defies the New Police; But if I was in the Vestry, and a leading sort of Man, Or a Member of the Vocals, to get backers for my plan, Why, I'd settle all the squabble in the twinkle of a needle, For I'd have another candidate and that's the Parish Beadle, Who makes such lots of Poetry, himself, or else by proxy, And no one never has no doubts about his ortho doxy; Whereby if folks was wise instead of either of them Scholars, And straining their own lungs along of contradictious hollers, They'll lend their ears to reason, and take my advice aș follers, Namely - Bumble for the Chairman of the Glorious Apollers! ETCHING MORALIZED. TO A NOBLE LADY. "To point a moral."- JOHNSON. FAIREST Lady and Noble, for once on a time, Not described by the Countess of Wilton. An Art not unknown to the delicate hand And which now your own feminine fantasy wins, Yet, O! that the dames of the Scandalous School O! would that our Candors on copper would sketch! Those protective and delicate coatings of wax, Thin cerements which whoso remembers the Bee, For why? like some intricate deed of the law, Aquafortis is far from a joker ; And attacking the part that no coating protects Then carefully spread the conservative stuff, For in Etching, as well as in Morals, pray note Thus the ground being laid, very even and flat, Just allow me, by way of precaution, to state, You must hinder the footman from changing your plate, Nor yet suffer the butler to clean it. Nay, the housemaid, perchance, in her passion to scrub, Like the Shield which Swift's readers remember But aloof from all damage by Betty or John, Yet gently, and not with a needle too keen, Lest it pierce to the wax through the paper between, So in worldly affairs, the sharp-practising man Who, as keen as his knife, yet with agony found, But, perhaps, without tracing at all, you may choose Like the older artistical people ; For example, a Corydon playing his pipe, A wild Deer at a rivulet taking a sup, Like the columns of certain diurnals; Or a very brisk sea, in a very stiff gale, Architectural study — or rich Arabesque Like the Children by Reynolds or Lawrence. But whatever the subject, your exquisite taste Like yourself, full of nature and beauty -- For suppose that the tool be imperfectly set, Who remains by the brink of the water, agape, While the jack, trout, or barbel, effects its escape Therefore let the steel point be set truly and round, O! the botches I've seen by a tool of the sort, That the figures seemed statues or mummies from tombs, The stiff clouds as if carefully ironed and starched, Prithee, who in such characteristics could see The Free-Mason - Free-Trader But prepared by a hand that is skilful and nice, Who impelling the needle just presses so much, And, behold! how the fast-growing images gleam! You repine for a light of a tenderer kind - Do not sneeze at the paper called tissue. |