And though myself may be the next
By critic sarcasm to be vext,
I really will not fight them.
Perhaps they would do quite as well
To break the rudely sounding shell
Of such a young beginner:
He who offends at pert nineteen,
Ere thirty may become, I ween,
A very harden'd sinner.
I think I said 'twould be your fate
To add one star to royal state;—
- A bard [Moore] (Horresco referens) defied his reviewer [Jeffrey] to mortal combat. If this example becomes prevalent, our Periodical Censors must be dipped in the river Styx: for what else can secure them from the numerous host of their enraged assailants? [Cf. English Bards, l. 466, note.]
- Now —— I must.—[Poems O. and T.]
- In truth dear —— in fancy's flight.—[Poems O. and T.]