A certain fashionable------l, who was thought to be _au comble de bonheur_, has lately been much tormented with that green-eyed monster, Jealousy, in the shape of an opera singer. _Plutot mourir que changer_, was thought to be the motto of the pretty round-faced English------------s; but, alas! like the original, it was written on the sands of disappointment, and was scarcely read by the admiring husband, before his joy was dashed by the prophetic wave, and the inscription erased by a favoured son of Apollo. _L'oreille est le chemin du cour_: so thought the ------l, and forbade the ----------s to hold converse with Monsieur T.; but _les femmes peuvent tout, parce-qu'elles gouvernent ceux qui gouvernent tous_. A meeting took place in Grosvenor-square, and, amid the interchange of doux yeux, the ---------l arrived: a desperate scuffle ensued; the intruder was banished the house, and, as he left the door, is said to have whistled the old French proverb of _Le bon temps viendra_. This affair has created no little amusement among the _beau monde_. All the dowagers are fully agreed on one point, that _l'amour est une passion qui vient souvent sans qu'on s'en appercoive, et, qui s'en va aussi de meme_. ~183~~ Who play _de prettee_ flute, Who charm _une petit_ English ninnie, Till all the Joueur J------'s guinea Him _pochee en culotte_. Who follows? 'tis the Signor Tori, 'Bout whom the gossips tell a story, With some who've gone before: "The bird in yonder cage confined Can sing of lovers young and kind," But there, he'll sing no more. ~184~~ Lord L------looks disconsolate,{}43 No news from Spain I think of late, Per favour M--------i. Ne'er heed, my lord, you still may find Some opera damsel true and kind, Who'll prove less coy and naughty. "Now by the pricking of my thumbs, There's something wicked this way comes," 'Tis A-'s false dame,{44} Who at Almack's, or in the park, With whispers charms a clucal spark, To blight his wreath of fame. Observe, where princely Devonshire,{45}