This curse, at which courage may shiver and shake,
It only condemned the Old Buffer to take
His Annual Holiday!! What can be worse?
THE VACUOUS TIME.
["Sea-serpents are now in season, and running very large."—The Unlicensed Victualler.]
Let Cowes delight in barques that bite
Their furrows o'er the fallow main,
Careering round the Isle of Wight,