The Humourous Poetry of the English Language

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And HALF the town cried, "What a pity!"
The news proved false--'t was all a cheat--
The morning came the fact denying;
And ALL the town to-day repeat
What HALF the town last night was crying.
A NICE POINT.
Say which enjoys the greater blisses,
John, who Dorinda's picture kisses,
Or Tom, his friend, the favor'd elf,
Who kisses fair Dorinda's self?
Faith, 'tis not easy to divine,
While both are thus with raptures fainting,
To which the balance should incline,
Since Tom and John both kiss a painting.
THE POINT DECIDED.
Nay, surely John's the happier of the twain,
Because--the picture can not kiss again!
TRUE NOBILITY.
Young Stirps as any lord is proud,
Vain, haughty, insolent, and loud,
Games, drinks, and in the full career
Of vice, may vie with any peer;
Seduces daughters, wives, and mothers,
Spends his own cash, and that of others,
Pays like a lord--that is to say,
He never condescends to pay,
But bangs his creditor in requital--
And yet this blockhead wants a title!
TO A LIAR.
Lie as long as you will, my fine fellow, believe me,