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when we once confider for a moment the 

 different obje6ls the authors claim our at- 

 tention in behalf of — Should even a potatoc 

 enter the lifts with a poney, my blood 

 rifes — my choler is excited. 



Talk of propagation ! Would the blockheads 

 have us helitate between a horfe chefnut, 

 and a chefnut horfe ! Commion fenfe forbids 

 it (particularly as it is to be the fafliionable 

 colour in harnefs this time five years) ; and 

 as for prefervation — Wliich ihould humanity 

 hrft extend her arm io fave ? A cabbage 

 or a cockney — A captain or a cauliflower p 

 For thefe reafons I lament feeing, m.onthly, 

 the names of feveral refpedtable friends of 

 mine, affixed to a woric of fuch fubordinate 

 confideration . Had they fpent as much time 

 in riding upon turnips, as they have in writing 

 upon them, they might ere now have be- 

 longed to the lirft hunts in the country, and 

 moil fafhionable clubs in town. But I fear 

 the filk purfe and the fow s ear are but too 

 applicable to mo ft of them. 



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