XVII.

Whereat the Devil took offence, And swore in his soul a great oath then, 'That for his damned impertinence He'd bring him to a proper sense Of what was due to gentlemen!'

PART THE SIXTH.

_Damnation._

'O that mine enemy had written A book!'--cried Job:--a fearful curse, If to the Arab, as the Briton, 'Twas galling to be critic-bitten:-- The Devil to Peter wished no worse.

When Peter's next new book found vent, The Devil to all the first Reviews A copy of it slyly sent, With five-pound note as compliment, And this short notice--'Pray abuse.'