Went, and spoke their little speech to a tittle, tittle. tittle, And the world all declare That this priggish little pair Never yet in all their lives look'd so little, little, little. Never yet in all their lives look'd so little. REINFORCEMENTS FOR LORD WELLINGTON. Hos suosque tibi commendat Troja PEnates, cape fatorum comites.-VIRGIL. 1813. As recruits in these times are not easily got, And the Marshal must have them-pray, why should we not, As the last and, I grant it, the worst of our loans to him, There's not in all England, I'd venture to swear, We past, years may thus make them useful to England at last. C-STL-R-GH in our sieges might save some disgraces, Nay, I do not see why the great R-G-NT himself Though through narrow defiles he's not fitted to pass, In my next, I shall sing of their arms and equipment! At present no more but-good luck to the shipment! * The character given to the Spanish soldier, in Sir John Murray's memorable dispatch. LORD WELLINGTON AND THE MINISTERS. So gently in peace Alcibiades smiled, 1813. While in battle he shone forth so terribly grand, That the emblem they graved on his seal was a child With a thunderbolt placed in its innocent hand. Oh, WELLINGTON! long as such Ministers wield Your magnificent arm, the same emblem will do; For, while they're in the Council and you in the Field We've the babies in them, and the thunder in you! To the Editor of the Morning Chronicle. 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 Royalty. ONE day the Chinese Bird of Royalty, FUM, And when, turning, he saw Bishop L-GE, "Zooks, it is," Quoth the Bird, "yes-I know him-a Bonze, by his phiz “And that jolly old idol he kneels to so low "Can be none but our round-about godhead, fat Fo!" It chanced, at this moment, th' Episcopal Prig Was imploring the P▬▬E to dispense with his wig,* Which the Bird, overhearing, flew high o'er his head, And some TOBIT-like marks of his patronage shed, Which so dimm'd the poor Dandy's idolatrous eye, That while F UM cried " Oh Fo!" all the Court cried "Oh fie!" But, a truce to digression.-These Birds of a feather Thus talk'd, t'other night, on State matters together(The P――E just in bed, or about to depart for❜t, His legs full of gout, and his arms full of —— -); "I say, Hum," says FUM-FUM, of course, spoke Chinese, But, bless you, that's nothing—at Brighton one sees Foreign lingoes and Bishops translated with ease"I say, HUм, how fares it with Royalty now? "Is it up? is it prime? is it spooney—or how?” (The Bird had just taken a flash-man's degree Under BE, Y- ——TH, and young Master L. * In consequence of an old promise that he should be allowed to wear his own hair, whenever he might be elevated to a Bishopric by his R——1 H— |