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11.“ What do you call the twinkling star
Over the spot where you see me tread-
Ranged in the heavens above my head ?
12.“Ah! it is station which swells us all,
At once, to a size that were else unknown!
13. “ l'll tell the world of this comic scene;
And how will they laugh to hear that I,
You and your view of the spacious sky
ADDRESS TO AN OLD WIG.
1. Hail thou ! that liest so snug in this old box;
With awe I bend before thy wood-built shrine ! Oh! ’tis not closed with glue, nor nails, nor locks,
And hence the bliss of viewing thee is mine.
2. Like my poor aunt, thou hast seen better days;
Well curled and powdered, once it was thy lot Balls to frequent, and masquerades, and plays,
And panoramas, and I know not what !
3. Alas! what art thou now ? a mere old mop!
With which our housemaid Nan, who hates a broom, Dusts all the chambers in my little shop,
Then slyly hides thee in this lumber-room.
4. Such is the fate of wigs—and mortals too!
After a few more years than thine are past, The Turk, the Christian, Pagan, and the Jew,
Must all be shut up in a box at last !
5. Vain man! to talk so loud, and look so big !
How small the difference 'twixt the—and a wig !
THE EMPLOYMENTS OF DEATH,*
1. I BRING down to an equal state
The counselor and the advocate,
2. I take one in his hour of grief;
Another, in a space as brief,
3. One, when with sleep his brain is muddy,
Another, in his brownest study;
Another, just about to swear; * From the New England Magazine; being a translation from the French of Jacques Jacques.
384 OLDHAM'S AMUSING AND INSTRUCTIVE READER.
One, at his table richly spread,
4. I frighten one away from life
The very day he gets a wife ;
5. One, who gathers the golden grain,
That summer strews on the fertile plain;
6. Another—but I need not tell
What every hour can witness well.