Poem on the Burning of the Houses of Parliament.
—On the 17th of October, 1834, the houses of parliament were burnt down, and I believe you will recollect that very soon afterwards a long serio-comic poem was published, detailing the event; the following stray morsels of which just occur to me:
"And poor Mrs. Wright,
Was in a great fright,
For she swore that night,
She saw a great light."
Again—
"She felt a great heat
Come thro' to her feet,
As she sat herself down