CONTENTS
[ BERNARD BLACKMANTLE{*} TO THE REVIEWERS. ]
[ THE ENGLISH SPY. ]
[ INTRODUCTION. ]
[ PREFACE, IN IMITATION OF SATIRE OF PERSIUS. ]
[ A SHANDEAN SCENE, ]
[ ETONIAN. ]
[ PORTRAITS IN MY DAME'S DINING-ROOM. ]
[ FIVE PRINCIPAL ORDERS OF ETON ]
[ THE MONTEM ODE. May 20, 1823. ]
[ THE DOUBTFUL POINT. ]
[ RECOLLECTIONS OF AN OLD ETONIAN. ]
[ APOLLO'S VISIT TO ETON.{1} ]
[ ETON MONTEM. ]
[ FAREWELL TO ETON. ]
[ MY VALE. ]
[ FIVE CHARACTERISTIC ORDERS OF OXFORD. ]
[ THE FRESHMAN. ]
[ THE DINNER PARTY. ]
[ COLLEGE SERVANTS. ]
[ TAKING POSSESSION OF YOUR ROOMS. ]
[ THE EXCURSION TO BAGLEY WOOD. ]
[ KENSINGTON GARDENS—SUNDAY EVENING. ]
[ THE OPERA. ]
[ THE ROYAL SALOON. ]
[ THE SPREAD, OR WINE PARTY AT BRAZEN-NOSE. ]
[ THE OXFORD RAKE'S PROGRESS. ]
[ TOWN AND GOWN, AN OXFORD ROW. ]
[ THE STAGE COACH, ]
[ THE PROPOSITION. ]
[ SKETCHES AT BRIGHTON. ]
[ CHARACTERS ON THE BEACH AND STEYNE, BRIGHTON. ]
[ METROPOLITAN SKETCHES. ]
[ VISIT TO WESTMINSTER HALL. ]
[ PROGRAMME. ]
[ CONCLUSION OF VOLUME ONE. ]
[ THE ENGLISH SPY. ]
[ INTRODUCTION TO THE SECOND VOLUME. ]
[ ODE, CONGRATULATORY AND ADVISIORY, ]
[ CYTHEREAN BEAUTIES. ]
[ LADIES OF DISTINCTION, ]
[ THE WAKE; ]
[ THE CYPRIAN'S BALL, ]
[ THE PHILOSOPHY OF LAUGHTER; ]
[ THE WESTMINSTER SCHOLAR. ]
[ ON FEASTERS AND FEASTING. ]
[ A SUNDAY RAMBLE TO HIGHGATE, ]
[ THE STOCK EXCHANGE. ]
[ THE LIFE, DEATH, BURIAL, AND RESURRECTION COMPANY. ]
[ THE ISLE OF WIGHT. ]
[ A CIRCULAR, ]
[ PORTSMOUTH IN TIME OF PEACE. ]
[ CHELTONIAN CHARACTERS. ]
[ CHAPTER I. ]
[ A SECOND ODE TO BERNARD BLACKMANTLE, ESQ. ]
[ A TRIP TO THE SPAS. ]
[ CHAPTER II. ]
[ TRAVELLER'S HALL. ]
[ AN EPISTLE TO BERNARD BLACKMANTLE, ESQ., ]
[ A VISIT TO GLOUCESTER AND BERKELEY. ]
[ A DAY IN BRISTOL. ]
[ SKETCHES IN BATH. ]
[ SPORTSMAN'S HALL. ]
[ THE BATTLE OF THE CHAIRS. ]
[ SKETCHES IN BATH—CHAPTER II. ]
[ WAGGERIES AT WORCESTER. ]
[ BERNARD BLACKMANTLE TO HIS READERS. ]
[ A SHORT ODE AT PARTING, ]
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BERNARD BLACKMANTLE{*} TO THE REVIEWERS. "But now, what Quixote of the age would care To wage a war with dirt, and fight with air?"
Messieurs the Critics,
After twelve months of agreeable toil, made easy by unprecedented success, the period has at length arrived when your high mightinesses will be able to indulge your voracious appetites by feeding and fattening on the work of death. Already does my prophetic spirit picture to itself the black cloud of cormorants, swelling and puffing in the fulness of their editorial pride, at the huge eccentric volume which has thus thrust itself into extensive circulation without the usual cringings and cravings to the pick fault tribe . But