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XIV.

English Bards,/ And/ Scotch Reviewers;/ A Satire./ By/ The Right Honorable/ Lord Byron./ I had rather be a kitten, and cry, mew!/ Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers./ _Shakspeare_./ Such shameless Bards we have; and yet 'tis true,/ There are as mad, abandon'd Critics too./ _Pope_./ Geneva:/ Published by P.G. Ledouble,/ No. 24, Rue de la Cité./ 1820./ [12º.

_Collation_--

Half-title (R. Advt. of Joseph Forsyth's Remarks on Antiquities, etc., and Imprint, _Printed by Sestié Fils_.); Title, one leaf, pp. 1, 2; Preface, pp. 3-5; Text, pp. 1-66; Postscript, pp. 67, 68.

_Note_.--The Text numbers 1052 lines. This edition follows the Fourth Edition of 1811.