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“Then fourthly, there are epithetsThat suit with any word -As well as Harvey’s Reading SauceWith fish, or flesh, or bird -Of these, ‘wild,’ ‘lonely,’ ‘weary,’ ‘strange,’Are much to be preferred.”“And will it do, O will it doTo take them in a lump -As ‘the wild man went his weary wayTo a strange and lonely pump’?”“Nay, nay! You must not hastilyTo such conclusions jump.“Such epithets, like pepper,Give zest to what you write;And, if you strew them sparely,They whet the appetite:But if you lay them on too thick,You spoil the matter quite!“Last, as to the arrangement:Your reader, you should show him,Must take what information heCan get, and look for no immaturedisclosure of the driftAnd purpose of your poem.“Therefore, to test his patience -How much he can endure -Mention no places, names, or dates,And evermore be sureThroughout the poem to be foundConsistently obscure.“First fix upon the limitTo which it shall extend:Then fill it up with ‘Padding’(Beg some of any friend):Your great SENSATION-STANZAYou place towards the end.”“And what is a Sensation,Grandfather, tell me, pray?I think I never heard the wordSo used before to-day:
Be kind enough to mention one‘Exempli gratiâ.’”And the old man, looking sadlyAcross the garden-lawn,Where here and there a dew-dropYet glittered in the dawn,Said “Go to the Adelphi,And see the ‘Colleen Bawn.’‘The word is due to Boucicault -The theory is his,Where Life becomes a Spasm,And History a Whiz:If that is not Sensation,I don’t know what it is.“Now try your hand, ere FancyHave lost its present glow - ”“And then,” his grandson added,“We’ll publish it, you know:Green cloth - gold-lettered at the back -In duodecimo!”Then proudly smiled that old manTo see the eager ladRush madly for his pen and inkAnd for his blotting-pad -But, when he thought of publishing,His face grew stern and sad.SIZE <strong>AND</strong> TEARSWhen on the sandy shore I sit,Beside the salt sea-wave,And fall into a weeping fitBecause I dare not shave -A little whisper at my earEnquires the reason of my fear.I answer “If that ruffian JonesShould recognise me here,
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