For the glances that I cast around meet fortune's foul disdain; And I will blot the legend, as an accursed screed. 'Twas writ in Christian letters plain that all the world might read: 'My good right arm can gain me more altho' its range be short, Then all I know by eye-sight or the boundless range of thought.' The blue tahala fluttering bright upon my armored brow In brilliant hue assorts but ill with the lot I meet with now.

The Voyage to the Houyhnhnms was a bitter screed against mankind, and is in many respects disgusting.

[According to a writer in The Daily Chronicle, Lord Morley's face "in conformation gets more and more like Goethe's."] VISCOUNT, better known as plain JOHN MORLEY, As I gather from a chatty screed, Ever daily grows exteriorly (Pray forgive a rhymer's urgent need) More like GOETHEplease pronounce it "Gertie" Who expired soon after eighteen-thirty.

Isn't there a man in the city-room now offering me fifteen thousand a year to write a daily screed like it?" "You can see, Wilbram," said Mr. Oakes, "that there was no intention to injure or annoy.

" Though in these times monopolized by Mars There's not a day that passes but one reads Sandwiched between unprofitable "pars" And other wholly negligible screeds Of decorations, crosses, medals, bars, Bestowed for valiant and heroic deeds; Over these records we must often pass Unless we've got a magnifying-glass!

Then you hand me this touching screed with its 'nearest of kin' twaddle, and speaking of leaving you a fortune.