LAST VOYAGE OF CAPT. ROSS. 
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But not a man before the mast was 
Allowed to buy a thing j 
Now old Ross comes upon deck, 
Enquiring, are they cornel 
He buys all things, that they have got, 
And then, they may go home. 
That Ross he is a cunning dog 
Just fitted lor a —- 
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We have submitted the remainder of the last stanza of this 
truly byronic composition, to the examination and exquisite 
entertainment of the Attorney General, and he has strenuously 
advised us, (and it would have been a scandal in him to have 
done otherwise, considering the heavy fee which we paid him 
for such advice,) to omit it altogether, unless we felt a pungent 
desire to be sent by “the most potent, grave and reverend 
Seigniors” of the Kings Bench, to eat blubber and seal’s flesh 
with the natives of Felix Harbour, for the term of two years 
of our natural life, and to pay a heavy fine to his majesty the 
king of England, which, en passant , we never could pay, for 
having been so seduced by the poet laureat of the Victory, as to 
throw the slightest shade upon the character of the great com¬ 
mander of her, especially on a subject so tender as an attach¬ 
ment to female beauty, although the object that excited it may 
have been a fat, dumpty, squab-nosed, smoke-dried daughter of 
an Esquimaux seal hunter. 
Information has reached us that the poet has nearly completed 
an epic poem entitled Boothia, in which Capt Ross is, of course, 
the hero, and Yuggeeyueyet, the youngest female of the 
Esquimaux, the heroine. As it is now a long time since a good 
epic poem has been produced in this country, it ought to be 
considered as not one of the least of the great advantages tha*. 
have accrued from the expedition of Capt. Ross, that the litera¬ 
ture of the country is to be enriched with a work which will 
rival the Thalaba of Southey or the Leonid’s of Glover 
