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nations in the way of rhyming, mostly by modern writers :
Just so romances are, for what else Is in them all but love and battles.
And pulpit, drum ecclesiastic, Beat with fist instead of 6. stick.
Sun, moon, and thou, vain world, adieu, That kings and priests are plotting in; Here, doomed to starve on water gru— el, never shall I see the U— niversity of Gottingen— niversity of Gottingen.
But, oh ! ye lords of ladies intellectual! Inform us truly, have they not henpecked you all ?
May no rude hand deface it, And its forlorn hie jacet.
I hate all critics ; may they burn all, From Bentley to the Grub-street Journal.
Some say, compared to Bonnocini, That Mynheer Handel's but a ninny ; Others aver, that he to Handel Is scarcely fit to hold a candle. Strange all this difference should be Twixt Tweedledum and Tweedledee.