RIGID BODY SINGS

GIN a body meet a body

Flyin' through the air,

Gin a body hit a body,

Will it fly? and where?

Ilka impact has its measure,

Ne'er a' ane hae I,

Yet a' the lads they measure me,

Or, at least, they try.

Gin a body meet a body

Altogether free,

How they travel afterwards

We do not always see.

Ilka problem has its method

By analytics high;

For me, I ken na ane o' them,

But what the waur am I?

J. C. Maxwell.

AFTER
CATHERINE FANSHAWE

I DWELLS in the Herth and I breathes in the Hair;

If you searches the Hocean you'll find that I'm there;

The first of all Hangels in Holympus am Hi,

Yet I'm banished from 'Eaven, expelled from on 'Igh.

But tho' on this Horb I am destined to grovel,

I'm ne'er seen in an 'Ouse, in an 'Ut, nor an 'Ovel;

Not an 'Oss nor an 'Unter e'er bears me, alas!

But often I'm found on the top of a Hass.

I resides in a Hattic and loves not to roam,

And yet I'm invariably habsent from 'Ome.

Tho' 'ushed in the 'Urricane, of the Hatmosphere part,

I enters no 'Ed, I creeps into no 'Art,

But look and you'll see in the Heye I appear.

Only 'ark and you'll 'ear me just breathe in the Hear;

Tho' in sex not an 'E, I am (strange paradox!),

Not a bit of an 'Effer, but partly a Hox.

Of Heternity Hi'm the beginning! and mark,

Tho' I goes not with Noar, I'm the first in the Hark.

I'm never in 'Elth—have with Fysic no power;

I dies in a Month, but comes back in a Hour.

Horace Mayhew.