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Ireland, and it has not died away. We have a Sydney, 

 Owenson, Morgan, and many others, who are all expert 

 at repartee and single e?ifendre. Lady Demiquaver was 

 no bad hand at a good thing : she happened to be in 

 London when her good old frit nd Lady LLowe fell in 

 love with and married Phipps the Dentist; this act of 

 degradation was highly offensive to the beau 7?ionde, and 

 Lady Llowe has since vainly endeavoured to cloak her 

 shame, by getting her husband a Peerage. She is too 

 old to succeed in such an application, and Phipps 

 remains a tooth-drawer still. Lady Demiquaver, though 

 on the best terms possible with Lady Llowe, could not 

 refrain from having a shot at her on this occasion ; and 

 she knew LLowe to do it elegantly. 



LADY HOWE MUSING AND APOSTROPHISING 



Yes, I long for the lips 



Of that Dear Mister Phipps, 

 The great Oculist to whom I must bow : 



To my utter surprise, 



He has charmed both my eyes, 

 Would to Heavens he hadn't known Howe. 



But reflection 's too late, 



He has settled my fate. 

 Of all others 'tis him I adore ; 



So by him I '11 be kiss'd, 



P'or I cannot resist, 

 He shall couch me, and then I '11 see more. 



Sir Shawn O'Dogherty was not sorry to find 

 Brian struck with the charms of Lady Demiquaver : 

 he determined to encourage the intrigue, and thereby 

 keep Brian from forming any improper connections. 



