Inscribed in black ink upper right: "11"; in graphite center: "x"; on verso in gray ink upper left: "12"; in graphite center: "x"
Lettered on inlaid page: "A LONG STORY. 73 | Yet something he was heard to mutter, | 'How in the Park beneath an old tree, | '(Without design to hurt the butter, | 'Or any malice to the poultry,) | 'He once or twice had penn'd a sonnet; | 'Yet hop'd that he might save his bacon: | 'Numbers would give their oaths upon it, | ''He ne'er was for a conj'rer taken.' | The ghostly prudes with hagged face | Already had condemn'd the sinner, | My Lady rose, and with a grace-- | She smil'd, and bid him come to dinner. | 'Jesu-Maria! Madam Bridget, | 'Why what can the Viscountess mean?' | (Cried the square Hoods in woeful fidget) | 'The times are alter'd quite and clean! | 'Decorum's"; Lettered on verso, on inlaid page: "74 A LONG STORY. | 'Decorum's turned to mere civility; | 'Her air and all her Manners shew it. | 'Commend me to her affability! | 'Speak to a Commoner and Poet!' | [Here 500 Stanzas are lost.] | And so God save our noble King, | And guard us from long-winded Lubbers, | That to eternity would sing, | And keep my Lady from her Rubbers. | ODE"
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