[8] I’m afraid your rhymes, Mr. Poet, are somewhat indiscreet.
[9] See how sadly the exigencies of rhyme fetter the poet: the palate and not the lip give the sense of taste.
[10] Anglice, farm-yards.
[11] This seems a peculiarly modern touch.
[12] Fill, dear reader, these blanks à discrétion.
[13] Corruption also of Phillis.
Transcriber’s Notes
Punctuation, hyphenation, and spelling were made consistent when a predominant preference was found in the original book; otherwise they were not changed.
Simple typographical errors were corrected; unbalanced quotation marks were remedied.
Illustrations in this eBook have been positioned between paragraphs and outside quotations.