C. D. Warner, My Summer in a Garden.
AN EPITAPH.
LOVELY young lady I mourn in my rhymes:
She was pleasant, good-natured, and civil sometimes.
Her figure was good: she had very fine eyes,
And her talk was a mixture of foolish and wise.
Her adorers were many, and one of them said,
"She waltzed rather well! It's a pity she's dead!"
G. J. Cayley, in Comic Poets.
NYBODY amuses me for once. A new acquaintance is like a new book. I prefer it, even if bad, to a classic.
Lady Montfort, in Lord Beaconsfield's Endymion.
