For the gay fruits of nature what wish can you feel,
When compar’d with the fruits of the lottery wheel;
My basket of fruit I’d exchange with great glee,
If one golden pippin they’d only give me.
“Bish, contractor for another Lottery,” during the proceedings in parliament respecting the queen, availed himself of a celebrated answer by one of the witnesses at the bar of the house of lords, and issued the following:—
NON MI RICORDO!
OR,
A few Questions on a new Subject.
QUESTION.
Good Signor, if your memory serves,
A question I would ask or two;
Then pray may I the favour beg,
That you will answer, if I do?
ANSWER.
Non mi ricordo, I can’t say,
Whether my mem’ry serves or no;
But let me hear them first, I pray;
What I remember you shall know.
QUESTION.