Nothing! in Rhyme and Prose; In Rhyme and Prose

Book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1845. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... LINES WHICH THE AUTHOR ONCE CONTEMPLATED SENDING TO TWO YOUNG HEIRESSES, COMPANIONS; BUT AFTER HAVING WRITTEN THEM, A WISE THOUGHT, THAT HE MIGHT GET KICKED FOR HIS TROUBLE, AT THE INSTANCE OF THE YOUNG LADIES THEMSELVES, DETERRED HIM FROM OFFER- ING THE TEMPTATION. Angels, or nymphs, or what you will, By which my Muse should call you, Fair fortune be your portion still, Misfortune ne'er befal you. If riches recognise their right-- Joy, happiness, and pleasure-- You, that delight all, quaff delight, O'erfilling ev'ry measure. But you've what only Nature grants, A charm which riches covers; Your wealth but purchases gallants, Your beauty wins you lovers. Sure Nature, when creating you, Was in her happiest mood; Your glances would a hermit woo, Wooing ere you be woo'd. Ah who so fair as ***** Excepting always **** But--for I neither can prefer, To th' other, on my oath; Quarrel not, therefore, for I swear, My dears, I love you both. You're both so charming, that, pon hon., Ere choosing, I must tarry; At length my choice says, I'll this one, Or that, wed--when I marry. But this couldn't be-- No, of course, it couldn't-- Unless you'd agree, Which, of course, you wouldn't. Ah who so fair as **** Excepting always ***** I Smoked my pipe, my thrifty wife The week's expenses told. My dear, said I, upon my life I'm getting very old. Nonsense she cried. But ah 1 my dear, ' Return'd I, I know better; Merciless time begins, I fear, My energies to fetter. At this, she jump'd up from her chair, And gave me an embrace, Then, with a half-reproachful air, Said, looking in my face-- I'm the best judge, and I say, No; And, if age be a fault, If you're not old till I think so, I'll never have that thought. THE LOVES OF JOHN AND SARAH: a dFar-, IN 0SE ACT. CHARACTERS...