Enough for me: with joy I see
The different dooms our fates assign!
Be thine to love thy trade and starve;
To wear what Heaven bestow’d be mine!”
He said, and headlong from the trap-stairs’ height,
Quick through the frozen street he ran in shabby plight.
Thomas Erskine.
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“THE WORLD” PARODY COMPETITION.
The first prize for a composition on “Mr. Gladstone in Midlothian,” in the style of Gray’s Pindaric ode, “The Bard,” was awarded to Etonensis; the second to Apis Matina.