But 'tis otherwise with me.
I am bound, and bound fast so
That from thee I cannot go.
(Hah! We'll have this altered, though.
Man must be a wing-clipp'd goose
If he bows to Hymen's noose,—
Heads you winne, and tails I lose!)
MAGAZINE MANNERS.
Editor to Eminent Writer.—Review promises to be deadly slow next month. Can you do something slashing for us? Pitch into somebody or other—you know the style.