companies go in procession on the guild festival.

W.G.C.

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EPIGRAM.


Bob scrubs his head, in search of wit,
And calls his follies phrenzy fit;
But Bob forgets, with all his wit,
Poëta nascitur, non _fit_!

P.T.

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COMPLETION OF VOL. XVI.

WITH THE PRESENT NUMBER

A SUPPLEMENTARY NUMBER,

With a Portrait of the Queen, and a Memoir of her Majesty; with
Title-page, Preface, and Index to Vol. XVI.

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