Which is, no doubt, for tallow good—detestable to eat!—
Oh, what an age is this—for beasts!—how wonderful and new
With wire just fit for binding corks, we've built a bridge at Kew[19]!
[20]Breakwaters now are taught to float, and (per comparison, id est)
They'll cost the nation but a song, yet be much better than the best,
(To say thus much—this wonder tell—I know those lines exceed,
But when the Piper's paid by Bull, for extra feet I plead;)
To[21]Maccheroni 'taties change! your Niger men declare
(For want of something better, q?) "they are the best of fare."
Young steam has swamped the wherries, which is "wery" sad for those