breakfast. It was thoroughly Oxonian, woms really it is a capital burand would have done credit to a prize lesque." " Burlesque," said the essayist of Alma Mater. He gave a Oxonian, with affected gravity and summary of an imaginary history of wounded dignity, holding himself upriddles, gravely descanted upon their and he had purposely dressed in black, historical importance, the part they all but a white waistcoat, and had not played in oracular responses, and forgotten his white kid gloves—“burtheir influence in private families; lesque, indeed! I appeal to the prewas eloquent upon (Edipus, his fate, sent judicious assembly, or assemblage and of the Sphynx.

rather, of honest hearts and smiling and “ The Theban monster that proposed

beauteous faces, if the gentleman who Her riddle, and him who solved it not,

has, as I think, and I perceive you devoured;

think, improperly interrupted me, has That once found out and solved, for grief solved my riddle. Treating, then, this and spite

unseemly interruption as it deserves, Cast herself headlong from the Ismenian

I come to my Peroration." He shortly

recapitulated, and thus addressed I will not trouble you with his learned us, with his hand upon his heart :disquisition, nor take you in his travel "Ladies and gentlemen, I have scarcefrom Egypt to Greece, and I know ly touched upon the delicate subject, not where. He exbibited the whole the object of this meeting. I am conheathen mythology as a phantasma- fident you will understand me, when goria of riddles, questioned the muses I compare this happy, this truly philof Herodotus, and anthors that you anthropic scheme of our friend to a and I, Easebius, never knew, or have bell—to the bell wbich, I trust, with forgotten. In short, he proved that its parochial voice, will proclaim in its the world would never have been the cheeriest notes a general Reconciliaworld it is, but for the ancient riddle. tion. It is indeed like a bell, for it He was critical also upon some very has the same requirements, without poor ones of antiquity-upon their which bells must be mute. It equally trifling nature, how under the Romans requires good metal. Ladies and they were deteriorated from their gentlemen, it shall be of silver ! yes, ancient dignity; was severe upon silver, bountifully supplied by the Virgil's "Dic quibus in terris;" passed generous owner of tbis honourable on to their moral effect, and proved mansion. It is like a bell too, for it, that we owe to the riddle our very as a bell, requires a clapper; and I see virtues, and finally our liberties; before me many ready to supply that strenuously insisted that we should want. It must also have a rope, not lose sight of the fact that all the which we will endeavour to make, to world is still a riddle, as is every weave, and to twist. It will also require thing in it. The great riddle is life. a good hand to pull it; and where He would have us again, as we would shall we find one more fit for the work value the blessings we enjoy, restore than this (and here the sly fellow took the honour it has lost from the deca- my hand and exbibited it), which, dence of time, or the base and mali- let me tell you, ladies and gentlemen, cious plain-speaking of the present receives its pulsation from the best of very vulgar age, to the riddle, and not hearts?” to leave it as we have done to the Ralph Rhymer sat down amidst practice of our wretched politicians, " unbounded applause,” which was both in and out of Parliament, and to speedily followed by such unextinguishthose ministers who are practically able laughter as arose among the gods but trifling enigmas, incapable of solv. when Vulcan handed about the aming anything themselves, or of doing brosia of celestial Reconciliation. anything which can be rationally solved When seriousness was restored, a by any one else. At this part of the few specimens of our intended colessay the Doctor put bis handkerchief lection were read, and we each went to his mouth, but it would not do; he to prepare more. broke out into a hearty laugh, and Some days have passed, Eusebius, cried "Bravo 1-fit for any stage since the reading of our Oxonian's and platform, institutions and athen- essay. We have been very busy, and having called in the aid of the doc- monly put for the letters U and I: tor's curate, I am enabled to send you and if there be any other words used, some portion of our collection, and I the sound of which would express hope you will dignify it with the title what the spelling would fail to do; of a "Florilegium," although I should all this was required before we comnot wonder if you thought it fitter for menced our task. And now, Eusebius, a " Hortus siccus."

take your easy-chair, read, and give You will observe that a few things your wise brains a little rest from the were agreed upon before we com- whirl of your philosophies, and recremenced our labours. We were to ate them in these flowery labyrinths; ignore charades, enigmas, rebuses, and you may puzzle your neighbours and id genus omne, and know nothing by banding over to them the task but the word riddle; that, in writ- of solution, and you will probably ing them, we were to consider sound, give them quite as good an occupaas it is proposed that they should be tion as they had before, and at least at least first read aloud; conse- equally innocent. Vive Valeque. quently that you and I may be com

A. Q. S.

POSTSCRIPT. You ought to have received this win a prize. But he is so little letter, my dear Eusebius, long ago: proud of his manufacture, that he by mistake it was put aside with other says he shall henceforth consider papers and not sent. I have, there- Davus a wiser man than (Edipus. fore, now an opportunity of adding The distribution of prizes pleased the solutions, made by the Riddling every one-at least all professed to Committee, to be read after the busi- be pleased. The worst guesser was ness of the meeting. Rhymer, I sus- Sophy Single, but she contrived to pect, was the chief composer. I also drop her winnings into other's bashave to tell you that the Family kets. The delay has at least spared Junction Party went off satisfactorily: your brain an irritation quite useless coit amicitia," and I hope not " malè to such a philosopher as you are ; sarta." I took Rhymer with me to but, as you have many neighbours, our old friend Meanwell's ever hospi- and families who are none, you may table mansion. He was busiest among withhold as long as you please the sothe guests, and contrived, by his sly lutions, to give wholesome exercise to whispered helps, that every one should their wits. Yours ever, A. Q. S.


When Portia stood before the fate-ful urns,

Two foolish suitors chose, with worldly eyes,
One gold, one silver; one true heart discerns

That outward lead may hold the nobler prize.
Yo gentles all, who listen to our rhymes,

Learn-wisdom may be found where none appears;
If you interpret well, the merriest chimes

Are only mirthful to consenting ears.
Although not any muse hath deigned to spin,

For outward grace, or gold or silver thread,
A verse uncouth may hide some sense within,

Precious as Portia in the urn of lead.


Most given by nature to be low,

By art I'm well conducted,
And raised to station eminent,

And strangely I'm constructed.
For though five letters make my name,

There stands a five betwixt 'em;
And turn them round, I'm just the same,

My being so hath fixed 'em.

But more--I stand for one (if you

My head and tail dissever)
That liv'd more years than many live,
And very near for ever.

All locks I break, yet strange am found,
The more I break, the firmer bound;
Though teeth I have, I never eat,--
I hunt the hare, yet have no feet.

I'm found in yellow, white, and red,
(Nor more be said upon that bead ;)

My two first letters show the man,
I'm often in the papers found,
Then make more noise than all around.

So do my five-to whose last three

Are owing many a plot and plan
Though sprung from sire most slow, I ape

Of wisdom, wit, and knavery.
All travellers, oft have touched the Cape;
Born where hot suns hold fierce control,

My four first would exhort in vain
I'm always warmest near the Pole.

If their three last should be dead letters; My five last all the world contain,

And even bind the sea in fetters.
I'm in the highest circles known,

I'm quite at home in letters six,-
And in the lowest noted,

To friendship warm, to coldness hateful; And trusted, --for my truth is shown And still th' inconstant heart I fix, Whenever I am quoted.

That without me would be ungrateful. I sailed around the world with Cook,

Who wholly did engross me;
And though advised, what pains he took
In every point to cross me.

My first is of most ancient date,
Though much at sea, no fight I've seen,

My second of to-day;
Kept mostly under hatches;

My first my second rules, and bids
By land in battles I have been,

It come, and pass away.
And still can show my scratches.

Yet so that where my first is not,
And strange it is, though old I grow,

My second cannot be;
And age leaves lines and traces

My second is both long and short,
In every feature-even so,

And in my first's degree.
More perfect still my face is.

My first, although it never stirs,
Nine lives have cats, yet may be drown'd, Seems ever in a race;
I live though daily martyr'd;

Rises perhaps, but never sits-
I'm bound, I'm hang’d, and I'm cut down, My second runs apace.
And even drawn and quarter'd.

My first had never feet; but once,
I very often make a match,

Tis said, was known to stand ;
Although I never marry;

And by that act, my second won,
And love as often lifts the latch,

Brought blessings on the land.
And will no longer tarry
Reverse me now-a shuffling knave!

My whole is a most precious thing,

Yet often vilely spent,-
An implement of evil!
Sly trickster-hold-you well behave;

And e'en though thrown away, returns
I know how to be civil.

To give your heart content. I've brethren three-one in light sport

To other's hearts is cruel ; One (for we all are of the Court)

The greatest contrasts mark my firstThere sports the brightest jewel.

"Tis praised, abused, the best, the worst; One wears, indeed, a sombre hne,

Preferred before the good and great, Yet is no less a kpave, sir;

Yet with the beggar at your gate. Tho' ever holding up to view

At Court admitted-oft with fear What minds you of your grave, sir. Lest it should reach a monarch's ear; I'm armed like Hercules, and mean

Yet courts of law it much frequents To be no vain pretender;

In search of flaws and precedents, And tho' a captive to no queen,

Good, vicious, false, and true-in brief, I make all hearts surrender.

Favours the plunder'd and the thief. “Of with his head"-of Buckingham

Is truth itself-a very lie,
Twas said ; so mine dissever,

Loud-tongued, and silent in the eye,
And straight you'll find out that I am

Or gently whispers in a sigh
And hope to be yours ever.

The lover's charm. O lady fair,
Of the known faithlessness beware;
Yet should my first your lover make,

My second be, or second take
Have you my first, in perfect state ?

Precedence first, then drop behind, You've po bad speculation;

And the two things be one combined'Tis silent, yet is thought to speak

Accept the promise of his tender, Is keen in observation.

And to his heart your heart surrender, My second's a commanding air,

My first it keepeth under;
What Homer made a Jovial thing,
That oft denoted thunder.

My first is beauteous, and to pride gives birth; My whole is suited to a hair

My second is the meanest thing on earth; Both to my first and second;

Though one most vile, the other precious Without it would the gentlest she

reckond, A barefaced jade be reckon'd.

My first owes all its being to my second;


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My whole the theme of Grub Street bardano bride,

Cut off my head-look in your glass, Yet few the weddings she does not provide; Oh! what complexion, red and white; A mantua-maker, yet doth ne'er a pin stir,

I make your sparkling eyes surpass And will for ever be a noted spinster.

The precious ray of diamond bright

Your lips to redden with delight.

Cut off my tail-my head repair, My first, by help of needle fine, you cross all Now take it, Chloe, to thy breast : o'er and o'er,

Though it will double all thy care, 'Tis blue, green, yellow, red, and white, and

And thou but give it half that nest, black, I think no more;

Thy fondest love it will attest. My second is what all men are, and one alone was not;

Cut off at once both head and tail, What most would have—a fool, the wise, the

Behold a word which shows the will, sober, and the sot;

What many wish to do, and fail, Yourself, if you're a gentleman, king, beggar,

Of those who spare, and those who kill, orphan, heir:

In war, peace, arms, in arts, and skill. My whole is changeful as the wind, it is both Restore, dear maid, the severed parts, here and there,

The change declares what I would do And ranges all the world, and takes new man- Around your very heart of hearts; ners everywhere;

If Hymen would but let me woo ;'Tis hot, 'tis cold, 'tis wet, 'tis dry; fish, flesh, And you and I were one, not two.

fowl, love and treason Are in it, and are not in it, and so is rhyme

13. and reason, 10.

There are two words that you and I

Make bold and loud, or soft and sly-In me three cities on Italian ground

Both mischievousand oft we go Their origin and first beginning found ;

Together set 'gainst friend or foe-
While mighty heroes raise their trophied fame, Yet different courses we pursue :
Two characters alone exalt my name,

For when there's any danger, you
No conquerors they for life's eventful age, Go off--and I in secret lurk,
But gentlemen, adorning every stage.

And keep my legs for surer work.


I am certainly very handsome, and ought to be married, for the birds on St Valentine's Day are not more given to pair than I am. And many a lady offers me her hand-besides, I have received several love-letters; but, alas! one too many, and that has destroyed all my affection. Since then I have been on and off with many-have even gone to the altar-and have there been cast off at a moment's warning; the very priest has refused to unite me. Yet, still, all seek a match for me, hold out their arms to receive me, and yet I am single.

The sun is my father, the moon is my mother,
Yet strange I resemble nor one nor the other;
For though nearest a blaze, yet I never en-

Nor cheer,--nay, my mother has taught me

to frighten; But I'm nearest of kin to what birthless con

sisted Long ages before both my parents existed ; Full grown at my birth, in mid age I de

crease, And am biggest again just before my decease. I run to all lengths, and scarce ever stand

Though a point in the mountains, the valleys

I fill;
I utter no sound, though where cannons roar

I follow the smoke, and mix with the crowd.
Thongh I'm given to change, yet I'll ever

adore you, Be sometimes behind you and sometimes be

fore you ;. I'm true, and I'm false, I'm in nature and

artShow all turns of the head, but not one of the

heart; I'm poor to a proverb, such charms often grace

me, Men lose all they have in the world to em

brace me, But I fly from them all quite as fast as they

chase me. So small, in a nutshell I love to remain, And again I'm too large for the world to con


Beyond the earth, above the skies,
Seen and unseen by mortal eyes
Am I-yet come within the span
E'en of the little hand of man.
Cut off my head---my flight so fleet,
Is measured only now, by feet.
Remove two letters of my name,
I fly at kings with deadly aim,
Yet take no democratic side.
To courtly persons close allied-
To be above them all, my pride.
Fair dame, my honour high thou knowest,
As when I touch thy hand thou showest;
When cut by thee, oh then I'm lowest.
No lands have I, in breadth or length,
Yet in the game-laws is my strength;
With every pack, whene'er they meet,
You find me, and I'm seldom beat.
Without me, much is lost-to win me
They strive in vain, who are within me.

Though one, not always one, in name,

A Proteus, in changing position and shape, As noticed by the trump of Fame;

It reaches the Pole, and it doubles the Cape. One name assumed—I'm jewelled bright, 'Tis proud, and 'tis humble, as peacock and One marks me stoutest in the fight;

daw, Though proud as Tory, Peer, or Wbig, Is clothed in purple, or lying in straw. One name, I own, is infra dig.

Capricious and sly, it all colours can showAgain I change my reputation,

Nor Cupid himself has more strings to his And win all hearts by the mutation;

bow. Thus in three parts to find me out,

You love it so well, my dear Chloe, this The first may give much room for doubt; minute But step by step, and sure and slow,

Your tongue, head, and heart, are set on it, Follow that second, and you'll know.

or in it. The third's a guide-but will escape, By changing colours, face, and shape;

19. But oft uncall'd, will come to hand,

My first and second are so fond a pair, And then is mostly at command.

That where one is, you'll find the other there. And with his blind eye in the middle,

Indeed, so much united, that each one A cyclop may with ease be led :

Without the other's lost, or quite undone. And show that spot will serve good stead Both given to dress, and going thus together, To teach you how to solve the riddle.

My first is better dressed for foulest weather,

And yet my second is a perfect beau; 16.

Nor lags behind, how fast soe'er they go! My dawn of life was fair to view,

Yet, should my first sole arbitress review Joy came with each succeeding morrow,

And change her state, inclin'd to buckle to, Until, alas! I met with you;

My second on that instant will deny, You turn'd my every joy to sorrow.

Refuse the knot, and shun the marriage tie, Enchanter fell, behold thy deeds;

Nay, though he seemed to love the very My lily-roseate face is clouded,


That my first treads on, is not to be found. The flowers I wore are now but weeds,

In blackness all my beauty shrouded.
Depart, depart-for losing you,

A brighter day will chase my sadness; My first annihilates my second-
Say thy farewell--and soon adieu (a dew) My second is everything;
Will change my tears to drops of gladness. My whole I can scarcely call anything,

And yet it is the property of nobody.

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My first is negative,

My second too often positive;
If you have them in their double capacity,

You are more than man;
If you are seriously my whole,

You will certainly be none.

What days were they, when I was not,
For such there were, 'tis said, I wot;
And yet before that time, good Madam,
I stood in very front of Adam.
And when all creatures to him came,
Stepped forth, and was the first to name.
Yet I confess the truth which says,
'Tis plain, I was not in those days.
Yet I bethink me well, nor doubt me,
There never could be days without me.
And ever I, as in the past,
As long as there's a world, shall last;
And wheresoe'er is man and speech
Shall I be heard, my voice shall reach.
Then, pray, what wretched days were those,
When I was not, as men suppose ?

22. Altho' I'm short, yet none stood higher; Reversed, I'm but a poor black Friar.

My first is the last of a long race of kings;
My second, oh, that is the strangest of things!
For 'tis up in the air, and 'tis down in the
It crawls on the ground, and 'tis over the

My whole is ubiquitous, all the world over,
From New York to Liverpool--Paris to

Is at Petersburg, Berlin, at Rome, and

Perhaps was with Ceres's daughter at Enna.
For as still in remembrance of Enna's soft

It has the same love and attraction to


I was in our First Parents' guilt,

But not with Noah in the flood-
With Cain, when on the earth he spilt

His brother Abel's righteous blood.
In sin I was, when sin began :

In love I live not, but in strife ;
Yet, strange to say, I'm not in man,

Nor angel--but in every wife.
I'm not in man, nor in man's breath,

Yet in his every ill, and evil ;
In life pursue him, and in death,

Torment with widow, wife, or devil.

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