“The Athenians were so fond of Parody, that they eagerly applauded it, without examining with what propriety or connection it was introduced. _Aristophanes_ showed no sort of regard to either, in his ridicule of Euripides; but brings in the characters as well as verses of his tragedies, in many of his plays, though they have no connection with the plot of the play, nor any relation to the scene in which they are introduced. This love of Parody is accounted for by an excellent French critic, from a certain malignity in mankind, which prompts them to laugh at what they most esteem, thinking they, in some measure, repay themselves for that involuntary tribute which is exacted from them by merit.” _The Baviad_, a paraphrastic imitation of the First satire of Persius, by William Gifford. London, 1794. This was written to ridicule a certain _clique_ of self-admirationists known as the “Della-Cruscan school,” and was very effectual in its object. It was followed by _The Maeviad_, by the same author, which completed the work _The Baviad_ had commenced, and the spurious poetry of the Della-Cruscan school was laughed out of existence. The footnotes to these satires are delicious reading, as Gifford has selected the most amusing examples of bathos, and inflated nonsense, from the poems of Anna Matilda, Merry, Parsons, Jerningham, Bell, Mrs. Robinson, and Della-Crusca, to illustrate his points. _The Beeriad_, or Progress of Drink. An Heroic Poem, in Two Cantos, the first being an imitation of _The Dunciad_, the second a description of a _Ram Feast_, held annually in a particular small district of Hampshire. By a Gentleman in the Navy. Gosport. J. Philpot. 1736. The first canto of this poem is printed side by side with a reprint of the first book of Pope’s Dunciad. _The Beeriad_ commences thus:―― Beer and the men (a mighty theme!) I sing, Who to their mouths the brimming Pitcher bring. Say Sons of midnight! (since yourselves inspire, This drunken Work; so Jove and Drink require!) Say from what cause, in vain unquench’d the Thirst, Still reigns to-day as potent as at first. In eldest time ere mortals were so dry, E’er Bacchus issued from the Thund’rer’s Thigh, Strong Drink o’er some possess’d its native right,―― Lord of delusion, Sov’raign of the Night. * * * * * _The Billiad_, or how to criticise, a satire, with the Dirge of the Repeal (of the Irish Union) and other Jeux d’Esprit. By T. M. Hughes. Illustrated. 1846. _The Blueviad_, a Satirical Poem, by E. Goulburn, Royal Horse Guards. London, 1805. The author remarks, “The following ridiculous lines contain the description of some characters that once formed a Regiment of Volunteers.” _The Burniad_; an Epistle to a Lady, in the manner of Burns, with Poetic Miscellanies, by J. H. Kenny. 1808.