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THE COURT. -+-

POLITICAL GOSSIP. --

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]THE ARTS, LITERATURE, &e.…

The Cession of Venetia.

The Lata Government.

The Derby Policy.

Mr. Eyre and his Accusers.

01J}1 MISCELLANY. --+-

WILLiS AND BEQUESTS.

Derbye hys Straite Fytte.

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Derbye hys Straite Fytte. We go," Lord Darbye sayd, "I wot, To battel at short call. Sirrah, what armour hast thou got To harness me withal ? Some newer mail I fain wolde trye (An ytt were not too deere) a Than this, which hath bsene layinge In halle these seven long years.' Lo here," my lord," Disraeli said, I With standard on ytts cre8t8, The helmet for your lordschipp's head; Thys corselet for youre breasto And here, syr, is your gorget, too, Your cuissea eke," sayd hae, And all the rest, in order due, To arm you cap-a-pie." The stout Earl of Derbye dyd strains Rys armour old to don; But ytt aside so long hadd laine, He colde not gett ytt on. His hauberk now dyd pinch him sore, (Ytt was all over rust); Hys steel hose met not as of yore, And otherwhere they bust. G ramercy, thys is alle too tyght; Thou art a sorry knave. In these thinges I can never fight," Syr, they bae all we have." Colde none be bought, or hadd for hire, Of any larger kinde ? Syr, they are, as I'ma your true squier, The beste that I colde finde." Well, try an they will buckle to, Sith 'twill no better bee; And wee wyll see what we can doo," Sayd then the Lord Derbye. Now, good Seynt George, stretch thou the mayle Thatt I have soe outgrowne, And then, perchanco, I shall nott fay la Some while to hold myne own."

Oft in the Chilly Night.

A Dangerous Habit.

Proverbial Foolosophy.'

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