Also,—
'The Oak, a Giant and a Sage,
His neighbour thus address'd.'
[101] 'Long Susan lay deep lost in thought.'—The Idiot Boy.
[102] See what I have said of this man in my excellent supplementary Preface.
[103] I cannot resist quoting the following lines, to show how I preserve my system from youth to age. As Simon was, so he is. And one and twenty years have scarcely altered (except by death) that cheerful and cherry-cheeked Old Huntsman. This is the truth of Poetry.
'In the sweet shire of Cardigan,
Not far from pleasant Ivor-hall;
An old man dwells—a little man—
I've heard he once was tall;