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ee the letters that passed between his Royal Highness Henry Duke ofCumberland, and Lady Grosvenor. 12mo., 1769. [Illustration: "_I had thoughts in my chamber to place it in view._"—_p._ 202.] "What the de'il, mon, a Pasty!" re-echoed the Scot,"Though splitting, I'll still keep a corner for that.""We'll all keep a corner," the lady cried out;"We'll all keep a corner," was echoed about.While thus we resolved, and the Pasty delay'd,With looks that quite petrified enter'd the maid;A visage so sad and so pale with affrightWaked Priam in drawing his curtains by night.But we quickly found out—for who could mistake her?—That she came with some terrible news from the baker:And so it fell out; for that negligent slovenHad shut out the Pasty on shutting his oven!Sad Philomel thus—but let similes drop—And, now that I think on't, the story may stop.To be plain, my good Lord, it's but labour misplacedTo send such good verses to one of your taste:You've got an odd something—a kind of discerning—A relish—a taste—sicken'd over by learning;At least, it's your temper, as very well known,That you think very slightly of all that's your own:So, perhaps, in your habits of thinking amiss,You may make a mistake, and think slightly of this.
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