Flashes clear-eyed into the physiognomy of Death, and Ruin, and the Abysmal Horrors opening; and has a sharp word to say to them.

The explanation of his large cargo of Verses this Autumn is, That always, alternating with such fiery velocity, he had intolerable periods of waiting till things were ready.

And took to verses, by way of expectorating himself, and keeping down his devils.

Not a bad plan, in the circumstances,--especially if you have so wonderful a turn for expectoration by speech.

"All bad as Poetry, those Verses ?" asks the reader.