The paper was right easy to peruse;
He read an article the King attacking,
And a long eulogy of "Patent Blacking."
XXVII.
This savoured of this world; but his hand shook:
He shut his door, and after having read
A paragraph, I think about Horne Tooke,
Undressed, and rather slowly went to bed.
There, couched all snugly on his pillow's nook,
With what he had seen his phantasy he fed;