unless a few other promiscuous griefs of the palate, not reducible to the above heads, should occur to either.

Tes. Yes :

52. (S.)

After taking a bite into a large and, (as it proves,) very sour apple, mumping it on, (from the same sort of infatuation which I before mentioned in speaking of News-paper-poetry) though you are soon reduced to your fore-teeth, (the grinders being put "hors de combat," at the first craunch,) and would give your life that it were all over.

Tes. Why, this is Fluellen and Pistol all in one!-Fluel. " Pite, pite, I pray you!" -Pist. "Must I bite ?"-Fluel. " Yes, certainly, and out of doubt, and out of questions, too, and ambiguities."-Pist. “I eat, and eat, and swear!"

53. (T.)

Cracking a hard nut with your teeth, and filling the gap left by the grinder which you have knocked out, with black bitter dust.

Sen, Ah, that is as bad a case of “ biting "the dust" as any that occurs in the bloodiest bulletins of Bonaparte.

Tes. Worse!-yes, it well may be worse; it is what we are told is more than the demons themselves are able to bear:

"they, instead of fruit,

Chew'd bitter ashes, which th' offended taste With spatt'ring noise rejected."-they "writh'd

their jaws

With hatefullest disrelish."

(Milt.)

Sen. I can follow your nuts with a bumper worthy to wash them down :

54. (S.)

The second glass (not to mention the first) of mead, or home made wine, bottled yesterday, which a farmer's wife hospitably throws down your throat, in the morning, and which you are obliged to keep praising with your nose in your forehead, and your mouth in your neck:

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Tes.

"which as they taste,

(For most do taste,) their human countenance, Th' express resemblance of the gods, is changed; And they, so perfect is their misery,

Not once perceive their foul disfigurement."

55. (T.)

Comus.

When parched with thirst, opening your last bottle of spruce beer, and finding it so good, that it first washes your face and hands, and then your walls and furniture, with the whole of its

contents.

Sen. Nay, the contrary is quite as bad, viz.

56. (T.)

At the instant of drawing the cork, starting back from the expected burst of froth-but without the least occasion either for your hopes or fears the liquor all remaining in the bottle, as quiet as a lamb.

57. (T.)

In preparing mulled wine for yourself and

friends after it has remained the proper time upon the fire, and just as you are taking it off, and all are eager for the regale—seeing an avalanche of soot plump into the pot.

58. (S.)

While you are swallowing a raspberry, discovering by its taste, that you have been so un. happy as to occasion the death of a harmless insect!

59. (T.)

Your tongue coming in contact with the skin of a peach.

Sen. Yes, or even the mind coming in contact with the idea!

60. (T.)

Your sensations about the throat and chest, after having too hastily forced down a piece of very hard dry biscuit-just as if you were swallowing a nutmeg-grater three or four yards long.

Tes. The pleasures of the table !"-yes -á sly ironical rogue was he that first hit

upon that expression. -I fancy my dog Rover, there, if we could understand him, would give us a much better account of the pleasures under the table: for there he gnaws his bone in comfort, without asking any questions about the cookery-and what is best of all, he does not consider himself as one of the company.

Sen. No; and in this, too, he shews us an example of refinement worth following; for he modestly keeps his hunger in the back ground; while men cannot obey this coarse necessity, without assembling from all quarters, to see each other first go through the vile operation itself, and then rince and scour away its effects-nay, (as if this were not enough) without telling the rest of the county, by sound of bell, what a delicate scene is going on in the dining room!

Tes. Aye-this is one of the blessings of having what they call "a good house over one's head!"

Sen. Yes;-one, as you say;-but it is only one out of a million: there are other