Within my present See."
'Tis scotched, not killed; for, sure as fate,
We'll fifty bet to five,
That, when the Season's dead, The Great
Sea-Serpent will revive.
HIS GREATEST PLEASURE.
["My greatest pleasure will be to think of you, Mr. ROGERS."—Grossly unfair extract from the Newspaper Report of Mr. Goschen's Speech on Girls' Education.]
In gilded halls some take their ease,
In song and dance they find delight;