But rather prefer Pluto’s ether,
Only wait a few years till I die,
And we’ll go to the devil together.
Ri fol de rol, &c.
[This song is taken from the celebrated Rejected Addresses by Horace and James Smith. The travesties on The Stranger and George Barnwell, (referred to in the above introduction) possess little, or no interest now, as the originals are obsolete, and it may be said that neither of these three travesties is equal to the other clever poems contained in The Rejected Addresses.]
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Incantation. (1828).
Scene.—Penenden Plain, In the middle, a caldron boiling. Thunder—Enter three Brunswickers.
1st Bruns.—Thrice hath scribbling Kenyon scrawl’d.
2nd B.—Once hath fool Newcastle bawl’d,