On Deputy ----

By many a booby's vengeance bit I leave your haunts, ye sons of wit! And swear, by Heaven's blessed light, That Epigrams no more I'll write. Now hang that ***** for an ass, Thus to thrust in his idiot face, Which spite of oaths, if e'er I spy, I'll write an Epigram--or die. LABERIUS.

First published in Morning Post, Jan. 2, 1798. First collected, P. and D. W., 1877, ii. 369.

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