Poor wretches saved from castaway three-deckersBy sooty wreckers

From hungry waves to have a loss still drearier,
To far exceed the utmost aim of Park-

And find themselves, alas! beyond the mark,
In the insides of Africa's interior!

Live on, Giraffe genteelest of raff kind!-
Admired by noble, and by royal tongues!
May no pernicious wind,

Or English fog, blight thy exotic lungs !
Live on in happy peace, altho' a rarity,
Nor envy thy poor cousin's more outrageous
Parisian popularity;

Whose very leopard-rash is grown contagious,
And worn on gloves and ribbons all about,
Alas! they'll wear him out!

So thou shalt take thy sweet diurnal feeds-
When he is stuff'd with undigested straw,
Sad food that never visited his jaw!
And staring round him with a brace of beads!

White Bait.

KNOW not what idle schemer or mad wag put such a folly in the head of my Lady Rasherly, but she resolved to celebrate a May-day after the old fashion, and convert Porkington Park-her Hampshire Leasowes-into a new Arcadia. Such revivals have always come to a

Whose very leopard-rash is grown contagious,
And worn on gloves and ribbons all about,
Alas! they'll wear him out!

So thou shalt take thy sweet diurnal feeds--
When he is stuff'd with undigested straw,
Sad food that never visited his jaw!
And staring round him with a brace of beads!

White Bait.

KNOW not what idle schemer or mad wag put such a folly in the head of my Lady Rasherly, but she resolved to celebrate a May-day after the old fashion, and convert Porkington Park-her Hampshire Leasowes-into a new Arcadia. Such revivals have always come to a