Now, talks of a mystery, wrapp'd in a sheet, With halo (by way of a nightcap) upon it! 5 We shudder in tracing these terrible lines; Something bad they must mean, though we can't make it out; GOD preserve us! - there's nothing now safe from For, whate'er may be guess'd of Galt's secret designs, assault ; Thrones toppling around, churches brought to the hammer; And accounts have just reach'd us that one Mr. Galt Has declar'd open war against English and Grammar! He had long been suspected of some such design, There school'd, with a rabble of words at command, Scotch, English, and slang, in promiscuous alliance, He, at length, against Syntax has taken his stand, And sets all the Nine Parts of Speech at defiance. Next advices, no doubt, further facts will afford ; In the mean time the danger most imminent grows, He has taken the Life of one eminent Lord, And whom he'll next murder the Lord only knows. Wednesday Evening. Since our last, matters, luckily, look more serene ; Though the rebel, 'tis stated, to aid his defection, Has seized a great Powder-no, Puff Magazine, And the' explosions are dreadful in every direction. What his meaning exactly is, nobody knows, As he talks (in a strain of intense botheration) Of lyrical "ichor 1," "gelatinous" prose,2 And a mixture call'd amber immortalization.3 Now, he raves of a bard he once happen'd to meet, Seated high" among rattlings," and churning a sonnet ; 4 That they're all Anti-English no Christian can doubt. RESOLUTIONS PASSED AT A LATE MEETING OF REVERENDS AND RIGHT REVERENDS. RESOLV'D-to stick to every particle Of every Creed and every Article; Reforming nought, or great or little, We'll stanchly stand by every tittle, And scorn the swallow of that soul Which cannot boldly bolt the whole. Resolv'd that, though St. Athanasius Resolv'd, that Hooper7, Latimer, 8 1 "That dark diseased ichor which coloured his effusions." opinion of their Service Book that there was not a tiftic amiss -GALT'S Life of Byron. in it." 2 That gelatinous character of their effusions."— Ibid. 3" The poetical embalmment, or rather, amber immortalization." Ibid. 4 "Sitting amidst the shrouds and rattlings, churning an inarticulate melody."— Ibid. 5"He was a mystery in a winding sheet, crowned with a halo." Ibid. 6 One of the questions propounded to the Puritans in 1573 was-"Whether the Book of Service was good and godly, every tittle grounded on the Holy Scripture?" On which an honest Dissenter remarks" Surely they had a wonderful 7" They," the Bishops, "know that the primitive Church had no such Bishops. If the fourth part of the bishopric remained unto the Bishop, it were sufficient.”— On the Com mandments, p. 72. "Since the Prelates were made Lords and Nobles, the plough standeth, there is no work done, the people starve.”— Lat. Serm. 9" of whom have come all these glorious titles, styles, and pomps into the Church. But I would that I, and all my brethren, the Bishops, would leave all our styles, and write the styles of our offices," &c.—Life of Cranmer, by Strype, Appendix. Should have made his godly stomach rise, Of a Sunday eve, their spirits moody, With Jack in the Straw, or Punch and Judy. Oh far more proper and well-bred A BLUE LOVE-SONG. SUNDAY ETHICS. A SCOTCH ODE. TO MISS Air." Come live with me, and be my love." COME wed with me, and we will write, And thou shalt walk through smiling rows While I, to match thy products nearly, Our books, if rickety, may go Besides (as 'tis well prov'd by thee, See "Ella of Garveloch."-Garveloch being a place where there was a large herring-fishery, but where, as we are told It chanc'd at Drury Lane, one Easter night, And like that Lord of dignity and nous, THE NUMBERING OF THE CLERGY. PARODY ON SIR CHARLES HAN. WILLIAMS'S FAMOUS ODE, "COME, CLOE, AND GIVE ME SWEET KISSES." "We want more Churches and more Clergymen." Bishop of London's late Charge. "Rectorum numerum, terris pereuntibus, augent." Claudian in Eutrop. COME, give us more Livings and Rectors, Oh, there can't be too many rich Livings A SAD CASE. "If it be the undergraduate season at which this rabies religiosa is to be so fearful, what security has Mr. G-lb-n against it at this moment, when his son is actually exposed to the full venom of an association with Dissenters ?" - The Times, March 25. How sad a case!—just think of it— Just fancy what a shock 'twould be Or like that class of Methodists But 'tis too much-the Muse turns pale, And o'er the picture drops a veil, Praying, God save the G-lb-rns all From mad Dissenters, great and small! 1 The Duke of Wellington, who styled them "the Articles of Christianity." A DREAM OF HINDOSTAN. ―risum teneatis, amici. "THE longer one lives, the more one learns," Said I, as off to sleep I went, Bemus'd with thinking of Tithe concerns, When Fancy her usual tricks began, On aught but rice, is deem'd a sinner; |