, the sensitive nose of a sensible man will
very easily discover.
~231~~
'To Cupid's colonel help, ye people all;
He's missed his _Footing_, 'Pride has had a fall;'
The knee's uncapp'd, the calf laid open quite,
The Foote presents the most distressing sight;
Its form so perfect, pity none were nigh,
With warning voice to guard from injury.
Waltzers! your peerless partner view,
The gallant gay Lothario quite _perdu;
Sans Foote_ to rest upon, his claims deny'd
To take a birth by English nobles' side.
Let him to Cheltenham, 'tis not to go far;
He's sure to find a _seat--on Irish car_.'
"I am told, but I cannot discover the allusion myself, that Miss B*g*rs
was prompted to this effusion of the satiric muse by the green-eyed
monster, Jealousy, Observe that machine yonder, rumbling up the street
like an Irish jaunting-car, that contains the numerous family of M***r,
the vinegar merchant, whose lady being considered by the Chelts as
lineally descended from the Tartar race, they have very facetiously
nicknamed muriatic acid. The mad wag with the sandy whiskers yonder, and
somewhat pleasant-looking countenance, is a second-hand friend of the
colonel's; mark how he is ogling the young thing in the milliner's shop
through the window: his daily occupation, making assignations, and his
nightly amusement, a new favourite.
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