FIRE AND ALE.
By M. G. L.
Omnia transformat sese in miracula rerum.—Virgil.
My palate is parch'd with Pierian thirst,
Away to Parnassus I'm beckon'd;
List, warriors and dames, while my lay is rehears'd,
I sing of the singe of Miss Drury the first,
And the birth of Miss Drury the second.