On one thing you may quite rely,—
I am no busy, base Paul Pry.
My best advices really flow
From what I really 'happ'n' to know,
Nor could escape in any wise,
Save shutting both my ears and eyes.
My book may sell, or fall dead flat,—
Yet Meadows makes me safe from that;
Since, to inspire, I've given him some
Of Master's truly 'precious rum,'