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The press, or literary chit-chat

A Satire [by J. H. Reynolds]

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Edgeworth came first, and led a band
Who spoke the brogue of Erin's land.
Six did shillalahs hold on high,
And six with pennons dare the sky;
The next, in number near a score,
Each in his hand a shamrock bore,
Her standard-bearer then
Came on with vast and solemn stride,
As mightiest of men;

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Her shield with em'rald green was dyed,
And bore in chief, ranged side by side,
Three argent harps stringed or,
A fesse of gules ingrail'd below
Six shamrocks of the first did shew,
The motto that she bore
“Erin go bragh,” her crest, (for in
Bas-Bleusia it was thought no sin
To add a crest to female bearing,)
Was a squireen a shake-down wearing.
As past Bas-Bleusia's king she went,
This was her speech—“I'm too intent

Whoever knows Miss E. is aware of her practice of noting down whatever she hears and sees—as materiel for future works. Some persons have shunned her society on this account, unwilling to have their peculiarities made public.


In noting what I hear and see
To make long speeches, Gog, to thee.”