Broughton's half-vulgar, half-lascivious stories,
And Mrs. Henry Wood's posthumous glories;
Here Madam Trollope whirls her small 'Wild Wheel,'
There Mistress Henniker unwinds her reel,
And silly 'fictionists' of no repute
Spring up like weeds to wither at the root.
Excellent Bentley! stay thy lavish hand,
Continuous trash were more than we could stand;
Give us good authors who deserve their name,
And save thy once distinguished firm from shame;