...own cguntry. AM. EDITOR*. The walls are damp, the ditches smell, Clos'd is the piDk-t>y'd pimpernel!. Hark ! how the chairs and tables crack, Old BETTY'S...Loud quack the ducks, the sea-fowl cry, The distant hills are looking mgh. How restless are the snorting twine .' The busy flies disturb the kint. Low...

...a rainbow spans the sky. The walls are damp, the ditches smell, Clos'd is the pink-ey'd pimpernell. Hark ! how the chairs and tables crack, Old Betty's joints are on the rack ; Loud <juack the ducks, thepeacocks cry ; The distant hills are looking nigh. How restless are the...

...a rainbow spans the sky. Ttx walls are damp, the dit ekes sme II, Clos'd is the pink-ey'd pimpernel ot wha , 2 nnt with shooting pains torment her, And to her be 1 untimely send her. loud quack the ducks, the sea...

...crawling o'er the green ; Loud quack the ducks, the peacocks cry, The distant hills are looking nigh ; Hark, how the chairs and tables crack, Old Betty's joints are on the rack ; And see yon rooks how odd their flight, They imitate the gliding kite, Or seem precipitate to fall...

...a rainbow spans the sky. The walls are damp, the ditches smell, Clos'd is the light red pimpernel. Hark ! how the chairs and tables crack, Old Betty's...shooting pains torment her, And to her bed untimely send her. Loud quack the ducks, the sea fowls cry. The distant hills are looking nigh. How restless...

...black, the glass is low ; The soot falls down, the spaniels sleep, And spiders from their cobwebs creep. Hark ! how the chairs and tables crack ; Old Betty's joints are on the rack ; Loud quack the ducks, the peacocks cry ; The distant hills are looking nigh. How restless are the...

...a rainbow spans the sky ! The walls are damp, the ditches smell, Clos'd is the pink-ey'd pimpernel. Hark ! how the chairs and tables crack ; Old Betty's joints are on the rack ; Loud quack the ducks, the peacocks cry,. The distant hills are looking nigh ; How restless are the...

...a rainbow spans the sky. The walls are damp, the ditches smell, Clos'd is the pink-eyed pimpernel. Hark ! how the chairs and tables crack; Old Betty's joints are on the rack ; Loud quack the ducks, the peacocks cry; The distant hills are looking nigh. How restless are the...

...a rainbow spans the sky. The walls are damp, the ditches smell, Closed is the pink-eyed pimpernell. Hark ! how the chairs and tables crack, Old Betty's joints are on the rack; Loud quack the ducks, the peacocks cry, The distant hills are looking nigh. How restless are the snorting...

...a rainbow spans the sky. The walls are damp, the ditches smell; Closed is the pink-eyed pimpernel. Hark! how the chairs and tables crack; Old Betty's joints are on the rack. Loud quack the ducks, the peacocks cry ; The distant hills are looking nigh. How restless are the snorting...