True glory, says Quixote, defies Envy's blast;
You are beat, not disgrac'd, by a shoemaker's last *.

A PARODY!-ON CALEB QUOTEM.

[From the Morning Post, August 15.]

I'M Gallia's King and Consul too,
My name is Buonaparté;
First Christian, Turk, and then a Jew,
I suit, Sir, either party!

I've beat the Dutch, but not the Dons,
Though victory my trade is; .

I murder parents, poison sons,
I put to death the little ones,
In spite of all the ladies!

Blest Ambition 's my delight,
Bloody battles I invite,
Conquer all the foes I fight,
What I do is always right!

Then at night by the fire how I love to relate,
When my murders are done and all over,

How prosp'rous I've been in a devil's own state,
With my sweet mistress Empress in clover!

"Sancho-It is written in the laws of single combat, in express terms, that if the shoemaker strike another with the last that he hath in his hand, although it be certainly of wood, yet cannot it be said, that he who was stricken had the bastinado. I say this, to the end that thou mayest not think, although we remain bruised in this last conflict, that therefore we be disgraced; for the arms which these men bore, and wherewithal they belaboured us, were none other than their packstaves; and, as far as I can remember, never a man of them had a tuck, sword, or dagger."-Don Quixote, part i. book 3, chap.i. Skelton's Translation.

I've many fine tricks, but the best of 'em all,
The nation I tax, and I pocket it all;

And 't is heigho for Bonaparte oh!

'Tis heigho for Bonaparte oh!
Bonaparte oh, &c. &c.

Surrey Street.

R. CY.

THE NEW EQUESTRIAN STATUE.

ON PLACING THE STATUE OF KING WILLIAM ON
HORSEBACK IN THE POND, ST. JAMES'S SQUARE.
[From the Morning Chronicle, August 15.]

WHY in the water, Master Bacon?
How could you be so giddy?

Giddy! my friend you're quite mistaken:
'Twas right to have the basin nigh;
Surely the hero wants a full supply,

Who's constantly across his BIDET.

ON THE HORSE OF THE SAME STATUE.

HERE, freed from trouble and from danger,
Rests the proud steed, at rack and manger,
And here his stable, and all—

The Haymarket you see 's close by,
Here's water when he waxes dry *,
And here's his pede-stall.

Since the basin in St. James's Square has been ornamented with the equestrian statue that stands in it, the wags of that neighbourhood

have called it-"The Horsepond.”

ON

ON A

SECOND-RATE CRITICISM THAT THERE IS NO GIRTH TO THE SADDLE OF THE SAME; AND THAT THE FIGURE ON IT IS PLACED TOO FAR BACK, AND THE PEDIMENT IS TOO LOW.

IT makes all honest blood recoil,

To hear foul criticisms, though fairly worded,
Here resting after all his toil,

Must the poor horse's loins be girded?

And must the conqueror be denied,
When breathless from the field of Fame,
To lean aback, or forward, or aside,
Or any way you please to name?

Cease then to blame the artist's choice,
Nor dare a loftier base require:

Than praise, than history, and the people's voice,
No art on earth can raise him higher.

ON A FARTHER CRITIQUE IN THE SAME
ON THE TAIL OF THE HORSE.

PARAGRAPH

IS it then envy in a soul so mean,
Or is it tyrant power or bigot spleen,
That in a last faint effort of despair,
(Finding it cannot soil a feather in his cap,
Or lower a hole e'en in his stirrup strap,)
Tries from his horse's tail to pluck a hair

AS RELATING TO THE SAME SUBJECT ON THE STATUE
IN COLLEGE GREEN, DUBLIN.

TO blame this statue wanting reins,
What observation idle?-

Know William fought on glory's plains;
"Ambition has no bridle."

EXTEMPORE

EXTEMPORE

ON BACON'S STATUE OF KING WILLIAM, IN ST. JAMES'S

SQUARE.

[From the same.]

Is that the hero of the blood-stain'd Boyne,
Who rode like Mars, or king-creating Boney?
Is that great Nassau of the royal line?

No; 't is a school-boy on his daddy's poney. T. N.

ON A CERTAIN EQUESTRIAN STATUE. CONVERSATION

OH

BETWEEN COMMON TASTE AND THE

FINE ARTS.

[From the same.]

COMMON TASTE.

H most inglorious! thus to join
A fav'rite of the Nassau line,

With prancing hog i'th' pound!

Such place, such mixture ne'er before were found.

THE FINE ARTS.

Indeed you are mistaken;

No question here of taste or art,
We strove to play a household part,
And just to save our Bacon.

IMPROMPTU

BY THE NEW STATUE IN ST. JAMES'S SQUARE, ON READING, IN YESTERDAY'S CHRONICLE, THAT SOME WAGS OF ARTISTS HAD NICK-NAMED IT, THE HOG IN THE POND."

[From the same.]

(Statua loquitur.)

FOR the connoisseur folks,

With their gibes and their jokes,

I care not three skips of a louse!

*

Tò St. James' (en Mynbeer)

I exhibit my rear,

And I face still to Burlington House + !

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*Not the church, but palace, of that name; from which James II. was dislodged, at midnight, by the Dutch guards.

The present residence of the favourite Lord Portland's lineal de

scendant and representative.

VOL. XII.

THE

A KICK

THE HORSE AND HIS RIDER.

TO THE YAHOO CRITIC OF THE MORNING CHRONICLE," IN RECOMPENSE FOR HIS STRICTURES UPON THE EQUESTRIAN STATUE IN ST. JAMES'S SQUARE.

[From the Oracle, August 18.]
(Equus loquitur.)

FAITH, Sir, you may rail

At my head and my tail,

And my heels up endeavour to trip;
There's one thing, 't is true,
In which I'm like you
Alas! I'm in want of a whip!
Without running a race,

Or mending my pace,

I can find how all this comes to pass

'Tis in natural course

That the generous horse

Should excite the dislike of an ass.

HHOUнYNM.

I

MR. SATIRIST,

SPECULATIONS.

[From the Satirist.]

AM the most miserable, fortunate dog in the universe; starving through absolute good luck, and pennyless through the immensity of my possessions. Some years back, by great interest and good fortune, I obtained fifty shares in a most promising canal; a dead level for the distance of twenty-five miles, without a single lock; nevertheless my five thousand pounds have been locked up in the concern more than ten years, without producing one shilling interest. I then was fortunate enough to purchase twenty shares in a newly established brewery, which, I am told, has turned out a most profitable speculation; every body swallows our beer, and some-body swallows our profits: at least none of it has yet found its way into my pocket.