Of these fantastic rhymes, Richard Harris Barham, has given us the finest examples in the language, in his celebrated “Ingoldsby Legends.” In the legend “Look at the Clock,” we have this:—
“Having once gained the summit, and managed to cross it, he
Rolls down the side with uncommon velocity.”
This from “The Ghost”:—
“And, being of a temper somewhat warm,
Would now and then seize upon small occasion,
A stick or stool, or anything that round did lie,
And baste her lord and master most confoundedly.”
In the “Tragedy” we have one even more whimsical and comical:—
“The poor little Page, too, himself got no quarter, but