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Not Thee
—
notThee, Castalian Spinster's lord!By
dog'rel worried,andbydullnessbored;By whosedreadbeamspestiferousravingsrise,
And
blund'ringnumbseulls fumbleforthe skies—
Beotiancroakers wildlywouldinvoke
Thy
fav'ring grin,and dodgethevengefulstroke;Tothee,inprayer,forrays fructiferouswhine,
And
dreamthehonorsofthy patedivine.XottheeforThis
—
notthee,Parnassianlord!Bepraised, bespattered,badgered,bayed andbored.
What
!shallno incense swellthyribsofgold?XorcoltPegasianbe,immortal,foaled?
—
Shallcrows norbullocksfeed the sacred flame?
NorChase'spaperfeetheDelphicdame?
NotThee,forThis
—
not Thee—
thegodwe
wooIswhimsicNonsenseandhissnickeringcrew!
Come, greatAfflatus!SovereignWagster
—
Come
!And
driveTriphoniustohismurky home;Convulse withagonythesculpturedguest,
And
stirrankDullnessto agrimunrest.He
comes!—
hecomes—
the incantationworksAnd
Delphic Follyfeelsprecursivejerks.See
—
whereincaracoleshe nimblylimps,And
plays thepipertohiscaperingImpsI—
In clouds arrayed,in feathers, turbans,flags,
—
In skins ofbats,masks,garlands, velvets, rags.
Withvariousphizandfigure
—
lanky,fat,Bulbous,akimbo,squinting,gibbous,flat
—
Shuffling,chuckling, leaping,crowing, Hopping, squeaking,creeping,blowing
;
Whileclashthe pipers,everon thejump,
And
playfulSambospatterwhilethey thump,Infestiveprancing caperingtotheMoon,
While huskymeasure drones thegaybassoon.
Ho
! fortheEden
ofthewhimsicgod.Thatconsciousgrins,andchucklesat hisnod.
Hark
.' tothechaunting Cuckoosinthetrees,WhilevaryingEchos babble inthebreeze;
Where
theNaxanderpealsIberianfruit,Where
Cyclopschirpinwild,barbaricrunes.And
steer theirdoxiesthroughthedrylagoons.Here Sprites grotesque
—
there Gnomesagnarledcrew
—
ThereshiftingProteuschanging shape andhue.
TheregentlePhoenixwhistlestothe breeze,
And
pensiveApes philander'midthetrees.HereFolly jinglingwith her capandbells
—
ThereDemonsclangon gongsterrificknells:
Hereimps andurchinsgrapplingbythe hair
—
Thereshoots aheadlessgoblinthroughtheair:
Here grimChimerasbattlewithaSphinx,
TheresageMinerva's warbler hootsandblinks
;
Whilesoftacousticsquaverinthe stone, '
And
muriaticmonkeys holdtheirown!HistI
—
Clarions, cymbals, dulcimersandflutes,And
smotJieredchorushummed
bymarching mutes!While, whispering,sighing,murmuring,floatingby.
SeesixsweetSirens singingLullaby;
Poor Troglodytes heedsthe canzonet,
And
hobblingfallswithinthesilv'ry net.A
bigblackbeetlewith anasseshead, Hopsstumblingonward byaharpyled:Upon
hisbackalittleDevilsits,Whose
lanterneyeacrimsonglare emits.Arej-ouofhirnof length)'tailand hoof?
Orareyoulittledeviloftheproof,
Thatwith yourprickingpensand inkylotion
Keepsusallcuffingin awildcommotion?
—
But
who
isthishispikeatus thataims?By
George!—
the"Solitarytraveller"—
by James!Thesunissetting,justatbreakof day,
And
night'sdarkshadowslight hisdeviousway
:Therising
moon
hasjustgonedown—
butsee!A
little star-fishtwinklesonthesen.Althoughalone,thetallerofthetwo
Iscladincrimsonjerkin of lightblue; His camlettabard'smadeofvelveteen
And
slashedhisdoubletbyhardblows,"Iween,"Hisshaven beardindeviouscrinklesflows,
Whilefalling ruffshersilverygorgedisclose:
On
eitherchintworoseatedimplessit—
Whileround her neck herviolettrousersfit.
Hisother hands anomberellcmaintain
Tocrushthe foe
—
orbe onhand—
for rain.An
arquebussisslungacrosshisbrow—
Hut, stop/ hestarts—whatsees theWarrior
now?
Orother cause thatmakestheherojump
?—
Quickto hischeekhis catapulthebrings,
And
fliesthecat/—asshotfrom patentsprings.One brawny arm
now
taps his claret nose,And
winkshis orb, asit'somethoughtarose.Onelovelyeveis
out—
theother—
hasnohue—
Although
when
gentlyblown onislight hleio!Armed
with this blue-lightthen hescourstheplain,And
—
yetno soapto helpth'Augeanpain.His ageisthat ofanyyoungerson.
Hisfighting weight,Ijudge
—
about twelvestone.How
noblypricks his steed!—
that steed hirsute,You know
himwell,the oldaccustomedbrute.Now.' :
by
my
halidame.'"—nnobleknight!And
yet,Gad-zooks! thesunshines pretty bright!
But ivhat—oh!say,whatskimstheluridsky?
Hark
!—
'tisthegore of Infantmelody!
—
"Oh, stopyourNonsense,"criessomecriticBeauty, Nonsense
—
quotha—
why
whatelsedo they dot'ye?—
Noxsexse
we
talk—
we
read—
so act—
solive—
And
thisa tribute thatwe
allreceive.All drink,inturn,fromhisProteanspring,
Thoughvarying shapetoeachthewatersbring.
WhilegiantErrorhalf theworldmisguides.
And
giantHumbug
alltherestbestrides.LetpigmyNonsensealsocut a caper,
And,ifhechoose,likeothers, stainsomepaper.
No
guileinhim—
he wears no cheating mask,Butacts hisname, andgivesyou what youask.
Shallwhalesalonego spoutingo'erthe deep,
And
flyingfishnot takea sportive leap?While Jews andSicilians atold"Wayside inns"
With Yankeepoets drinkandtoast their shins;
Spin outstaleyarnsandtwaddle,afterChaucer, LikeMrs. Harriso'erher cup andsaucer
—
Talk"Jarl"andjargonandthen
—
disagree,'Till"Norway"wakes, andscrapes hisfiddle-de-dee!
While
Barnum
swingshisgaycartoons o'erhead,And
fillsGraceChurchtosee hispigmieswed
;WhileNattyWilliswrites abouthis chickens,
And
every dabstertriestoplay" theDickens,"WhileDobbellsighs"thewold,thewold,thew-old!"
And
Maud's youngman
howlsshiveringinthe cold—
WhileFather Bryant drones about thoseapples,
Orwith poorPopefornod Homeriangrapples.
WhilegauntBohemiaventsitssurplusbile
Inmaudlin ravings gotbygin and while
-Atlantic" scribblers praiseeachother'sstuff.
'Tilleven "Athens"sick'ningcries—" enough!"
Who
Epicstart—
thenendasSundayjobbers,Whileeven WallStreet,caughtbyflying cinder,.
Supportsa Bay,andownsher PeterPindar,
Who
ardentstillblowsuphissmoulderingtinder;Whilemawkishfictionseverytasteengage,
And
bloodandBedlamstoriesare"therage"—
Shall
we
notravelikealltheotherrhymers?VapourlaFolicI
—
andthe Follychimers!
Shall
we
notclacklikeany modishpoet,Withgeniusnative
—
or stirredupbyMbet? Butlet'snotgroanlikethose morbific jokers,Away
with Melancholy!—
and otherpokers.SaysoldHeraclitus, "tolaugh'snosin.'"
And
ifwe
hit,we'lldoitwitha grin.Yetnoneismeant,
—
so galledyouneedn'tfeel,'Thoughoftagenusmakesaspeciessqueal.
There,livelyMiss,you've reasonforourfolly,
Let's cut thecritics,andforoncebejolly.
Nonsense
—
ay,marry, and getsomeday thevapors,From
which,perhaps,we'llcureyouwith ourcapers.And
comeyeall—
Offwith yourcaresandtroubles!^ Z S5a= a
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To
a very black .man fromEthiopia. OldAbe
said—
"Pray
gotoUtopia-"
The
bearswillbenice.And
there'11beplentyofice, "You
troublesomeman
ofEthiopia."There wasamusician
named
Verdi,And
forfearhe shouldn'tbeheard,heWent
forpokersandtongs,And
cymbals andgongs, This sonof ahurdv-gurdy,-^p**--^
Therewasadiscreet Brigadier,
Very
fondof fourthousanda-year;
Who, when
he heard thegunsrattle; Fiercely cried—
"Ha!
—
theThere wasagaydamselofLynn, "Whose waistwassocharminglythin,
Her
dress-makerneeded—
amicroscope—
shedid.H.
Therewasanoldcracked Virtuoso,
Who
saidtheoldMasterswereso-so•TherewasaWashingtonchap fondof chaffing,
Who
with
jokingkeptalltheworld laughing,He
lookedgraveasanun,Buthestillhadhis fun,10. -a
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There wasayoung:school-girlofDedham, Allthebooksintheworld shehadread
And
reporters tendeep—
Tookhertalk inhersleep—13.
Two
Buckson an ottomanlolled, Ataclubwherethere'switmanifold.Saysone,"let
me
think"—
T'othercries,"betterdrink;
14-There wasayoung.lady of Milton,
Who
washighly disgusted with"Stilton"When
offered abito,shesaid, -notamiterThatsuggestiveyoungladyof Milton15
TherewasayoungladyofBoston,
To
thefairshedeterminedtoposton;16.
SaidSprigs, asheledout3IissBillion—
"A
figforyour chaps withamillionI" Ican'tchatter ortalk, ButI'm'cock ofthewalk,'
11.
TherewasayoungladyofGramercyPark.
Who
wasafraidtowalkoutinthechirkSo she got hera beau,
The moon
frightenedherso,Therewasan Old Boy,
who
said: "How
—
shallIsettlethese politicsnow?"/willsitonthisfence,andconsider fromthence
19.
There wasayoungladyofBye,
-Who
got ayoWg
man
m
her eye,Soshewentto aDoctor, Buthe onlymockedher,
20.
PollywenttotheSprings Tillherheadfairly rings
Withthe Belks and theBeauxofthe place:
She dancedand shesung,
And
hadplentyoftongue;2*
o*S
Sa,dasavingyoung
Yon
he thereMiss*•*«***
Asshe putallhercoininabucketperdu—
While Greenbackswill do, "A
ragisasgoodasaducat."tr
There wasayoung
man
oftheNorth-
Who
nattered the^
andso forthtillhe gotalltheir rings
Prom
the poorlittlethings;—
13
SaidaMisstoherBeauin
West
Chazy,Whose
habitswerestolidandlazy, "Let usseethe sunriseI" Saidhe,"No
!—
foryoureyes.
24-InFifthAvenuedweltafairentity, Verygay,verythin,andjusttwentity,
Shelivedon hertoes,
And
hadsomany
beaus,25.
There wasanoldgirl inBroadway,
Who
alwayswould haveherown way
;So sheborrowedagun
From
achapthathadnone,26.
There wasanold
man named
Smith;Who,
dying without kinorkith,Lefthisfortunefor those,'(Forhewasveryjocose,)
Who
bore the strangenomenof Smith!—
27. _-o ° S-=: •>,p- M T3 « m mi° r S.T3,2 » » « . h,-™ ? SC* fe <D 3 *3 ' S o
«
IS.S
rj-a "°•" E^F «
fiI2S
A
youngladywho
lived atCape Cod, Strung herloversailuponarodSays
she—
'•How
areyou?"— They
replied,-Batherblue;""This treatment indeedis
13
A.fond youthgavehissweetheart from Shongo.
A
littleapethaihesentforfrom Congo. Saidshe—
"How
sweetlyyouwoo. T'wasindeed kindinyouMissSallyislike Ph<eton,
And
wouldlike tohavearun31.
InthesweettownofCanajnharie,
D
welt amaiden moresolidthanairy,Shewasafivehundredpounder,
And
it'youtriedtoget'round her.3Z.
ft
TherewasaslyMissofBatavia,
Who
wasamazedatherloyer'sbehaviourWhen
hegaveherakiss, Shesaid, "Whatisthis?"—
"We're unusedto suclithings atBatavia."•33. n-l m n °XI • * g fi £^3 -a ^ r* w 03 >
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OMAIMS
RIGHTS
MEETING
(For
PHOEBEA.PEAbody!
Old Miss
X-
ina strongminded humour, "Whenfateanoldmaid seemedtodoom
her,Said,while putting onspecs,
And
changing her -sex,3if.
Therewasaverywise
man
ofCopake,Who
whilefishingfellintothelate;So heranto his
home
And
beggedtheneighbourstocomeW
PM
aI!
afT'
Ia7
Sr 'L
°rdC
°ke' "
Co*™*™
have nosouls"37.
There wasan oldgirlof Oriskany,
Who
neverwasknown
oftofriskany,Buteloped withasailor,
Though
sheliked best atailor, Saying,"It'stoo lateforinenoiototake'risk"any.InWallstreet liveda bighear, That sungtoa gull intheair
A
ditty so sweet, Thathefellinthestreet3.9.
Mr.Softliked his hair inthemiddletopart,
And
adjustedthelinewithamarvellousart:Then
sallying forth for astroll inthestreet,Raisedhisbeaver Miss Velveteen Slioddy togreet•A
DeutclwrM.
P.sawhis hairwithsurprise,And
arrested the youthasamaidindisguise.sagetoJackSnapatthe«Century,» "All
make
speechesto
me
compKmentary-Well-I
believeIsurpass-" «Yes,"says Jack,«you'rean
as-Tomshing
man
attheCenturySaidaJudge,"mantistuaCapiendo,"
To
anheiresshe askedtosurrender,Quothhe,"Evermore, Let.
my
lovebe thyhmtv-—
*'
And
letthinebetome
'legal tender.'There wasanold
man
atthe South,Who
wasverymuch down
inthemouth,Sohe borrowed a hat,
And
dinedupon that—
There wasayounglady
who
said, "A
richman
Ineverwillwed
—
''AllIask
forinmarriage Isafinehouseandcarriage,
4-4.
There wasayoungladyof eighteen,
Who
thought therewasno riskinwaiting;Butshewas mistaken, Forat forty forsaken,
4S.
There was an ambitiousyoung woman,
named
'Harris', "Whomarrieda Vicomjpiefrom Paris•
But he left verysoon,
With
every spoonTherewasanoldgirl intheBowery,
Had
asewing-machineforherdowery;To
hersaidher beau,Though
you'reonlysew—
sew.4-1.
Therewasapoorgirlof Fori Lee
Who,
havingaPiano F&r-te(a)The
keys could'nt digest. Forthey lookedupherchest,Saida
man
to his friendcatchingflies, Thislifeataclub stupefies." IthinkI willmarry," Says the other
—
"No,tarry,"Angelsever lookbestintheskies
4-9.
There wasayoungladyofBath,
Whose
figurewasthin as a lath;Ifyoustuckupapin You'dswearitwastwin.
50.
There wasanoldman.itissaid,
Who
stooddayand night onhishe^d,Oneday.withacough.
He
shookhisheadoff,IblowandImake yousneeze,— Idrawandyou come whereI
TherewerecertainwisemenofThe" East
They'dasaucemadeof
Who
fromstirring thing?upneverceased,Sambo." ArcadesAmbo.
There cameayoung
man
fromBombay,Who
had beensuchalongtime away,They
thought hewasdead, So they cutoffhishead,There's alively oldgirlfrom Arkansas,
Who
dotesupondancing "theLancers;
'
Shewill collaraman.
Whenever
shecan, Tojoinherindancing "theLancers."Had
the Cyija.who
railednightandday," Said Jones, after dinner.quiteg'ay,A
'Havaiinci like this, "Withitsvisionsofbliss,?
k
kThere wasanoldpigwroteasonnei, Aboutputtinghisheadinabonnet;
Saidhe,fora joke, " I'llbepiginapoke,
51.
Ninegirlsmourneda galliantZouave,
Whom
theenemycut intohalf, "He
was mine"—"No
he'smine," Bawledout thewholenine,•5*.
Said a youthtoamaidenfrom Fonda,
As
they skated about onapond-".4A/ "ShallI
breakupthe ice ? " Says she—
"Yes—
Vwillbenice,Therewentfrom
New
Yorkagreatman,Who
saidtotheTolksatJapan, "Come,old boys,civilize,Open
portsandyoureyes"—60.
There wasanold fashionedgirl in
New
Haven,Who
hadinacageablack raven;
Shesaid inherfright, Imustneedspainthimwhite,
<?/.
A
lonely oldman
who'dadaughter. That passedhalfher timeinthewater:Cried, asshe dippedinthe brine, " Imust
now
taketo w(k)inc.6Z.
Tb«rewasan airyyoung
man
played theflute,Whose
attractionswere veryhirsute;
Some
thoughthimblind toallhesaw, Mostwhen
theysaw himcried,"Esau
I"There wasanoldgirlfondof beans,
Who
hadaqueer rushofbloodtothe noseSoshe criedwithasigh, "Well
!—
IsupposeImust die—eu
K
There wasayoungladyof Wroxeter,
Went
outinafieldand anoxeather;With
fearhedidquake,When
he foundhismistake,65.
There wasanoldpersonnamedLee,
Who
cametotheNorthtotakeTea;BattheyofferedhimMead(e),
And
asthat disagreed,66
Tbz-ewasayoungladywhose
gown
, Keptclean agreatpartot thetown,Says she"Idon't care, Forthesoilandthe wear,
''
•
i;-/
An
oldman
went uptothemoon,To
seeifitwasalampoonHe
foundaboythere, Feedingupthe Great Bear,ff#.
SeriUmusiMefaceteque- Our rhymes
areallrathersqueaky
bansmaliceprepense— Without any senses