To be sure for pure gold with some silver alloy now,
I shan’t be of worship and gratitude full;
But I make a calf when you know my dear joy now,
For half the expence I can make a nate bull.
XI.
While planning prosperity for brother paddies dear,
I took up the news, called the National Star;
I read it aloud, and was mightily vex’d to hear
Peru had been seiz’d for the king, not the war.
So said I to myself, talking to a bye-stander,