The baffled
Equi were glad to submit to the victor's terms, and CINCINNATUS,
returning in, triumph to Rome, (New-York,) laid down his dictatorial
power after having held it only fourteen days, and returned to his farm"
(Central Park.)
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SPRING FEVER,
In such a joyous way?
If it were as you say,
Wouldn't _I_ know it, who know every thing!
"Ethereal mildness!" Pshaw! what nonsense, man!
Pooh! "Gentle spring," indeed!
It makes my liver bleed
To hear you talk as only idiots can.
But you're no idiot, THOMSON; _that_ I'll say!
I'll yield another bit:
I'm ready to admit
The Seasons may have altered since your day.
At any rate, JAMES, in the windy West
(Which wasn't in your eye--
At least, not frequently)
Your boasted Spring is _not_ a gentle guest.
My patience, no! She's the reverse of that!
Ah! hear her savage roar;
(So often heard before!)
And there (confound it!) goes my new Spring hat.
Alas! what means this stupid somnolence?
Why do my pulses go
So "melancholy slow"?
Why can't I think? why always "on the fence"?
O dews and fogs! O rain and snow and slush!
O various other things!
My soul! what need of wings:
Yes, "Spring's delights" are coming with a rush!
But stay, friend THOMSON--what you say is true:
Here _is_ a nice warm day!
The breezes softly play--
Then why, oh! _why_ then, do I feel so blue?
One "would not die in Spring-time," certainly--
Nor any other season,
For the same reason--
But if one can't eat dinner, why _not_ die?
Is there no panacea for such ills?
Oh! yes, a jolly one:
I find it in the dun!
In landlords', butchers', grocers', tailors' bills!
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The Difference.
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