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Epigrams.
DICK TO BOB.
Cried Dick to Bob, “Great news to-day!”“Great news,” quoth Bob; “what great news, pray?”
Said Dick, “Our gallant tars at sea
Have gain'd a brilliant victory.”
“Indeed!” cried Bob; “it may be true,
But that, you know, is nothing new.”
FRENCH INVASION.
“French threats of invasion let Britons defy,And spike the proud frogs if our coast they should crawl on.”
Yes, statesmen know well that our spirits are high—
The financier has rais'd them two shillings per gallon.
WOMAN'S TONGUE.
Nature, impartial in her ends,When she made man the strongest,
For scrimpet pith, to make amends,
Made woman's tongue the longest.
HA! DOCTOR.
Ha! Doctor, your powders and potions give o'er,Nor boast of your knowledge in healing;
For plainly we see all your skill is a fee,
Since you'll lame any man for a shilling.
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