Your Quarto two-pounds, or your Two-penny Post Bag;

But now to my letter—to yours 'tis an answer—

To-morrow be with me, as soon as you can, sir,[17]

[17]

All ready and dressed for proceeding to spunge on

(According to compact) the wit in the dungeon—[26]

Pray Phoebus at length our political malice

May not get us lodgings within the same palace!

I suppose that to-night you're engaged with some codgers,

And for Sotheby's Blues[27] have deserted Sam Rogers;

And I, though with cold I have nearly my death got,

Must put on my breeches, and wait on the Heathcote;[28]

But to-morrow, at four, we will both play the Scurra,

And you'll be Catullus, the Regent Mamurra.[29]

[First published, Letters and Journals, 1830, i. 401.]

FOOTNOTES:

[25] [Moore's "Intercepted Letters; or, The Twopenny Post-Bag, By Thomas Brown, the Younger," was published in 1813.]

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[26] [James Henry Leigh Hunt (1784-1859) was imprisoned February, 1813, to February, 1815, for a libel on the Prince Regent, published in the Examiner, March 12, 1812.—Letters, 1898, ii. 205-208, note 1.]

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