Do you ask me how many I'd have?
[P. 156.] Peacock. All these parodies but the last (the Byron) are from Peacock's Paper Money Lyrics published in 1837, but written ten or twelve years earlier 'during the prevalence of an influenza to which the beautiful fabric of paper-credit is periodically subject.'
[P. 160.] Prœmium of an Epic. Southey's Thalaba the Destroyer: 'How beautiful is night!'
[P. 165.] Song by Mr. Cypress. The quintessence of Byron as distilled by Peacock into what Swinburne calls 'the two consummate stanzas which utter or exhale the lyric agony of Mr. Cypress.' The lines occur in Nightmare Abbey.
[P. 166.] The Patriot's Progress. Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act II., Scene 7.
[P. 167.] Our Parodies are Ended. The Tempest, Act. IV., Sc. 1.
[P. 167.] Fashion. Milton's L'Allegro.
[P. 171.] Verses. The 'Editor' was Leigh Hunt, editor of the Examiner, imprisoned for two years (1814-15) in Surrey Gaol for libelling the Prince Regent. The authorship of this parody is often wrongfully attributed.
Never hear Mr. Br——m make a speech. Henry, afterwards Lord, Brougham.
Law. Edward Law Baron Ellenborough, Lord Chief Justice.