VI.

Now, if you ask about his name, And where he lives with such a fame, Indeed, I 'll say you are to blame, For truly, _inter nos_, 'Tis what belongs to you and me, And all of high or low degree, In every sphere to try to be The worthy Man of Ross.

A SONG ON THE TIMES.

TUNE--_"Broom of the Cowdenknows."_