The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction. Volume 13, No. 376, June 20, 1829

THE GATHERER

 
A snapper up of unconsidered trifles.
 

SHAKSPEARE.

POETICAL WILL

Of Nathaniel Lloyd, Esq. Twickenham, Middlesex

 
What I am going to bequeath,
When this frail part submits to death;
But still I hope the spark divine,
With its congenial stars shall shine.
My good executors, fulfil }
I pray ye, fairly my goodwill }
With first and second codicil, }
And first, I give to dear Lord Hinton,
At Twyford School, now not at Winton,
One hundred guineas for a ring,
Or some such memorandum thing,
And truly much I should have blundered,
Had I not given another hundred
To Vere, Earl Powlett's second son,
Who dearly loves a little fun.
Unto my nephew, Robert Langdon,
Of whom none says he e'er has wrong done,
Though civil law he loves to hash,
I give two hundred pounds in cash.
One hundred pounds to my niece, Tuder,
(With loving eyes one Brandon view'd her,)
And to her children just among 'em,
In equal shares I freely give them.
To Charlotte Watson and Mary Lee,
If they with Lady Poulett be,
Because they round the year did dwell
In Twickenham house, and served full well,
When Lord and Lady both did stray
Over the hills and far away,
The first ten pounds, the other twenty,
And girls, I hope, that will content ye.
In seventeen hundred and sixty-nine,
This with my hand I write and sign,
The sixteenth day of fair October,
In merry mood, but sound and sober,
Past my three-score and fifteenth year,
With spirits gay, and conscience clear,
Joyous and frolicsome, though old,
And like this day, serene but cold,
To friends well wishing, and to friends most kind,
In perfect charity with all mankind.
 

C.K.W

An Irish gentleman being accustomed to take a walk early every morning, was met by an acquaintance, about ten o'clock, who asking him if he had been taking his morning's walk, was answered in the negative, but, added the honest Hibernian, "I intend to take it in the afternoon."

W.G.C

A French writer having lampooned a nobleman, was caned by him for his licentious wit; when, applying to the Duke of Orleans, then Regent, and begging him to do him justice, the duke replied, with a smile, "Sir, it has been done already."

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