To make this a peg for a dissertation on the jars of lettuce and fennel
grown by the Greeks for the annual Adonis festivals, is needless. But it
may be noted that Bramston, with those of his day,--Swift
excepted,--scans the "o" in balcony long, a practice which continued far
into the nineteenth century. "Contemplate," said Rogers, "is bad enough;
but balcony makes me sick."[17] And even in 1857, two years after
Rogers's death, the late Frederick Locker, writing of _Piccadilly_,
speaks of "Old Q's" well-known window in that thoroughfare as
"Primrose balcony."
Note:
[17:]_Table Talk_, 1856, p. 248.
THE PASSIONATE PRINTER TO HIS LOVE
(_Whose name is Amanda._)
With Apologies to the Shade of Christopher Marlowe.
Come live with me and be my Dear;
And till that happy bond shall lapse,
I'll set your Poutings in _Brevier_,[l8]
Your Praises in the largest CAPS.
There's _Diamond_--'tis for your Eyes;
There's _Ruby_--that will match your Lips;
_Pearl_, for your Teeth; and _Minion_-size.
To suit your dainty Finger-tips.
In _Nonpareil_ I'll put your Face;
In _Rubric_ shall your Blushes rise;
There is no _Bourgeois_ in _your_ Case;
Your _Form_ can never need "_Revise_."
Your Cheek seems "_Ready for the Press_";
Your Laugh as _Clarendon_ is clear;
There's more distinction in your Dress
Than in the oldest _Elzevir_.
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