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Ebook has 1060 lines and 71621 words, and 22 pages

CLUBS 85

CONCEALED MEANINGS 129

CONCEITS OF COMPOSITION: When the September eves 152 Oh! come to-night 153 Thweetly murmurth the breethe 154

CONTRIBUTION TO AN ALBUM 125

DIALECTS: Yankee 116 London Exquisite's 116 Legal 118 Wiltshire 118

ENEID, The Newly Translated 122

EPIGRAM 129

ETIQUETTE OF EQUITATION 88

EXTEMPORE SPEAKING 147

FACETLAE 84, 105

FRENCH SONG 139

GEOGRAPHICAL PROPRIETY 102

GEORGE AND HIS POPPAR 121

HISTORY 133

INSTRUCTIVE FABLES 141

LATIN POEM 139

MACARONIC POETRY: Felis et Mures 137 Ego nunquam audivi 138 Tres fratres stolidi 138 The Rhine 138 Ich Bin Dein 139 In questa casa 140

MACARONIC PROSE 136

MEDLEYS: I only know 159 The curfew tolls 160 The moon was shining 161 Life 162

NAMES: Fantastic 98 Ladies', their Sound 100 " their Signification 101

ODE TO SPRING 127

OTHER WORLDS 86

OUR MODERN HUMORISTS 148

PALINDROME 132

PARODIES: Song of the Recent Rebellion 89 Come out in the garden, Jane 91 Brown has pockets running over 93 When I think of him I love so 94 Never jumps a sheep that's frightened 95 How the water comes down at Lodore 96 Tell me, my secret soul 97

PRINTER'S SHORT-HAND 119

PRONUNCIATION 142

RHYME 122

RHYTHM 127

SECRET CORRESPONDENCE 130

SEEING IS BELIEVING 97

SOUND AND UNSOUND: See the fragrant twilight 151 Brightly blue the stars 152

SORROWS OF WERTHER 84

STANZAS from J. F. CRAWFORD'S Poems 128

STILTS 87

ST. ANTHONY'S FISH-SERMON 135

THE CAPTURE 103

THE NIMBLE BANK-NOTE 154

THE QUESTION 144

THE RATIONALISTIC CHICKEN 158

WORD PYRAMID 132

PUZZLES AND ODDITIES.

My FIRST the heats of July pack With rows of milk-pans down the back; September fills them all with starch, And, though they neither drill nor march, Each has a warlike name: October plucks my honors off, And down I'm thrown to floor or trough: Perchance the mill to powder turns Or smouldering fire to ashes burns My rough and useless frame.

A weaver's loom my SECOND fills In dozens of tall cotton mills, Before the shuttle, o'er and through, Has thrown the filling straight and true, And made each ending fast. My WHOLE a house in corners set, Has swung as long as time, and yet A trap for foolish folk shall swing, And lessons to the wiser bring, As long as time shall last.

What is that which we often return, but never borrow?

Can you tell me of what parentage Napoleon the First was?

What was Joan of Arc made of?

Why ought stars to be the best Astronomers?

What colors were the winds and the waves in the last violent storm?

In what color should a secret be kept?

How do trees get at their summer dress without opening their trunks?

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