In a letter to Moore, dated January 22, 1821, he gives another version-- "Through Life's road, so dim and dirty, I have dragged to three-and-thirty. What _have_ these years left to me? Nothing--except thirty-three." _Ibid._, p. 229.] MARTIAL, LIB. I. EPIG. I. "Hic est, quem legis, ille, quem requiris, Toto notus in orbe Martialis," etc. HE, unto whom thou art so partial, Oh, reader! is the well-known Martial, The Epigrammatist: while living, Give him the fame thou would'st be giving; So shall he hear, and feel, and know it-- Post-obits rarely reach a poet. [N.D. ?1821.] [First published, _Lord Byron's Works_, 1833, xvii. 245] BOWLES AND CAMPBELL. çTo the air of "How now, Madam Flirt," in the _Beggar's Opera_.[121] BOWLES. "WHY, how now, saucy Tom? If you thus must ramble, I will publish some Remarks on Mister Campbell. Saucy Tom!" CAMPBELL. "WHY, how now, Billy Bowles? Sure the priest is maudlin! (_To the public_) How can you, d--n your souls! Listen to his twaddling? _Billy Bowles_!" _February 22, 1821._ [First published, _The Liberal_, 1823, No. II. p. 398.] FOOTNOTES: [121] [Compare the Beggar's Opera, act ii. sc. 2-- Air, "Good morrow, Gossip Joan." "Polly. _Why, how now, Madam Flirt? If you thus must chatter, And are for flinging dirt, Let's try who best can spatter, Madam Flirt_! "Lucy. _Why, how now, saucy jade? Sure the wench is tipsy! How can you see me made The scoff of such a gipsy_? [To him.] _Saucy jade_!" [To her.] Bowles replied to Campbell's Introductory Essay to his _Specimens of the English Poets_, 7 vols., 1819, by _The Invariable Principles of Poetry_, in a letter addressed to Thomas Campbell. For Byron's two essays, the "Letter to.... [John Murray]" and "Observations upon Observations," see _Letters_, 1901, v. Appendix III. pp. 536-592.] ELEGY. BEHOLD the blessings of a lucky lot! My play is _damned_, and Lady Noel _not_. _May 25, 1821._ [First published, Medwin's _Conversations_, 1824, p. 121.] JOHN KEATS.[122] WHO killed John Keats? "I," says the Quarterly, So savage and Tartarly; "'T was one of my feats." Who shot the arrow? "The poet-priest Milman (So ready to kill man) "Or Southey, or Barrow."