The QUEEN OF OUDE Shall save her gowd, And this she’d do, _me duce_, She’d give a lunch, To me, and _Punch_, And ask my LORD DALHOUSIE. The QUEEN OF OUDE, Which is so proud. Would find her lot _adouci_, To hear the wit That we’d emit. Me, _Punch_, and LORD DALHOUSIE. ―――― PROVERBIAL PHILOSOPHY. _By Farthing Tarquhar Mupper, Esq._ Beer, that hath entered my head, and peopled its inner chambers, The addling outcome of barrels, the dream-inspiring malt and the hop-juice, Amber-tinged wine of the Briton, with the headache and biliousness after, Heaven-brewed draught of immortals, oh! sweeter than ever was nectar, Such extend I unto thee, thou docile child of a pot-house: Commend thy mouth to the tankard, and grudge not to drink of the liquor, Nor scorn its yellow flood for the sake of the Bacchus of Cruikshank. Lo! now, I stand not forth, laying hold on spear and on buckler; I come, as the cask of pale ale, to comfort thee, and to succour: With soft and mellowest taste to charm the lips which are eager; With the balmy breath of fellowship to touch thy heart sympathetic. Let us drink together as friends, in the happy smoke of tobacco, Nor judgment take her seat until we are happy as lordlings, That the fumes of good strong beer may override all argument, And charity not be a stranger at the board that is spread for brothers. ANONYMOUS. In _Banter_ (a comic paper edited by Mr. G. A. Sala) for November 11, 1867, there was a parody of Tupper, entitled _Proverbial Philosophy of Sausages_, but it was not very amusing; and in the same paper, for November 18, there was a burlesque description of a dinner given to Mr. Tupper, and of an after-dinner speech he delivered in which he explained the dodges and devices he had practised in order to puff his works, and increase the sale of _Proverbial Philosophy_. ―――― THE FALL OF TUPPER.