English poem
NUMBER XVII. [TYPOGRAPHICAL.] To the same
by Charles Prentiss (1774–1820)
Be not affronted at a good friend's hint— When your poetic volume, sir, you print, High on the wings of honor would you ride; Let splendid PICA all be laid aside; Let your LONG PRIMMER in the case recline, And bold M QUADRATES fill each modest line.
More by Charles Prentiss
- NUMBER XIII. On RUM DRINKING
- NUMBER XIV. On SHAKESPEARE
- NUMBER XIX. A certain Lawyer observed that calf skin properly shaved would make good paper
- NUMBER XVI. To a Poet with clouts on
- NUMBER XX. On a man of a full purse and empty heart
- NUMBER XXIII. On a slovenly Poetaster, who observed that all good poets were slovenly and poor
- On being refused a Lady's company to a Ball, the following was sent
- PARODY of the 1st. PSALM