PARODY ON A MOST PATHETIC APPEAL. 89 But, perhaps, after all, it would be more applieable to dismiss Metals altogether from our simile, and at once to bestow on this age the name it so obviously merits-that of the PAPER AGE! How well by this appellation will its nature be demonstrated to posterity! Exquisitely true, our children's children's children shall read the record; and, when they mention the Paper Age, it will be understood to mean that period when Waste Paper, Religion; or, rather, vice versa, Religion, Waste Paper ! Lord forefend any one should carry the comparison any further than we have now done; and after saying we had Paper Men for Rulers, go up and up, and find all a-cold!"* [From the Morning Chronicle, Dec. 27.] SOME mortals are to feelings given, With less of earth in them than heaven. If there's a tear-a human tear, T. EPIGRAMS, EPIGRAMS, BY THE AUTHOR OF THE BERNE BEAR *. [From the same, Dec. 27.] 1. MINISTERS do not like my Bear at all; Pleas'd with its fun, the Opposition laugh: [From the same, Dec. 29.] EPIGRAM THE SECOND.. CRIES Perceval, when Eldon wish'd to learn EPIGRAM THE THIRD. THIS Bear perhaps has point, but what defence To palliate it the Author says-" Alas! EPIGRAM THE FOURTH. "Aн me!" says Camden," but for our division This Bear it then had been our boast to tame, *See p. 82. + The Noble Earl, to whom this couplet alludes, must pardon the Author for not having been able to hitch the Irish title which his Lordship bears into the Epigram. EPIGRAM ON THE MARRIAGE OF A GENTLEMAN WITH THE WIDOW "GHOST:" AN EPIGRAM. " [From the same.] WHAT a desperate fellow !" the neighbours all say, marry a Ghost, that will haunt you each day." "No ghost do I fear," cries the spouse," while 't is light, And the Parson permits me to lay it by night." BREVIS, HINDUSTANI LORE. [From the same, Dec. 26.] TRANSLATION OF MUTANABI'S ODE ON HIS SWORD. BY MIRZA-COZIM-ALI-JAWN, Who has successfully infused into the Urdh Dialect all the Boldness and Spirit of the Original. Addressed to a certain fighting General of Challenge Notoriety t. DDS bullets and brains, General, what a Pistol of a fellow is this bloody-minded Arabian Poet Mutanabi!-Wide-Nostrils, the Swallower of Windmills, *See Lord Moira's speech in the British Press of Dec. 28. was was a Miss-Molly to him! his very looks would rout one of our modern armies; and with that cut and thrust sword of his, sheathed in his eyelids, I believe even our London Militia, with Sir John Eamer at their head, would look a little blue-a scowl would makethem ground arms— "With such a furious tempest on his brows, As if the world's four winds were pent within With all his vagaries he is a fellow of spunk, and, making allowance for his Verba Tragica, "confusion, horror, guts, and death," he sings in as martial a style of pleasing apostrophe as any military bard of my acquaintance; in fact, I feel a little inspired myself on the occasion, and cannot resist to desire to try an imitation.. Yours, &c. PADDY WHACK.. ARRAH! Sweet-lips, my jewel, so burnish'd and nice, The eye that so boldly your splendour would brave, The temper of a sword. No THE THREE-TAIL BASHAW, &c. No drop of blood sticks to your keen-cutting edge; But for splitting of heads, necks, and ribs, at a blow 93 THE THREE-TAIL BASHAW AND DOUBLETAIL RAT. [From the Morning Chronicle, Dec. 31.] To Mithra's setting, Mithra's orient ray, Tribes of the East their pious homage pay-- A bag filled with water; a liquor not at all to my taste. + The Arabian Poet has chosen the thought from the original Irish Feast What stabs and what cuts, What chatt'ring of sticks, What strokes on the guts, What cudgels of oak Well harden'd in flame, Το |