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PHANTASMAGORIA.
21
"The remedy, he says, is port,
(Which he compares to nectar,)
And, as the inns where it is bought
Have always been his chief resort,
We call him the 'Inn-Spectre.'"
I bear as well as any man
The washiest of witticisms;
And nothing could be sweeter than
My temper, till the ghost began
Some most provoking criticisms.
"Cooks need not be indulged in waste,
Yet still you'd better teach them
Dishes should have some sort of taste—
Pray, why are all the cruets placed
Where nobody can reach them?
