GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LIII.
'Twas summer, yet the wind was passing cool;
The Captain frown'd, and looked exceeding cross;
The vessel, like some boys I knew at school,
Was playing with the waves at pitch and toss.
There was a dandy there—you scarce could tell
It was a wig he wore; the beau did right
To go to Truefit's, for it fitted well,