And oaks as olden as their pedigree
Told of their Sires—a tomb in every tree.
LI.
A paragraph in every paper told
Of their departure—such is modern fame:
'T is pity that it takes no further hold
Than an advertisement, or much the same;
When, ere the ink be dry, the sound grows cold.
The Morning Post was foremost to proclaim—
"Departure, for his country seat, to-day,