. The choice works of Thomas Hood, in prose and verse. lla Isabella GrayleySelected him that evening to snort short, to make our story not a big tale, Just fancy her exerting Her talents, and convertingThe Winters Tale to something like a pig-tale I Her sister auditory,All sitting round, with grave and learned faces, Were very plauditory,Of course, and clappd her at the proper places ;Till, fannd at once by Fortune and the thought herself the blessedest of happiness, alas ! has bli-;hts of pleasures bubbles in the air explode ;—There is no travelling through

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. The choice works of Thomas Hood, in prose and verse. lla Isabella GrayleySelected him that evening to snort short, to make our story not a big tale, Just fancy her exerting Her talents, and convertingThe Winters Tale to something like a pig-tale I Her sister auditory,All sitting round, with grave and learned faces, Were very plauditory,Of course, and clappd her at the proper places ;Till, fannd at once by Fortune and the thought herself the blessedest of happiness, alas ! has bli-;hts of pleasures bubbles in the air explode ;—There is no travelling through lie but stillThe heart will meet with breakers on the road! With that peculiar voiceHeard only from Hogs Norton throats and nose%Miss G., with Perdita, was making choiceOf buds and blossoms for her summer posies,When, coming to that line where ProsperineLets fall her flowers from the wain of Dis ; Imagine this—Uprose on his hind legs old Farmer Grayley,Grunting this question for the clubs dii^estion,**Do Di£s Waggon go from the Quid Baaley?* 623. 6a4

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