XXVI.

All there was as he left it: still his taper

Burned, and not blue, as modest tapers use,

Receiving sprites with sympathetic vapour;

He rubbed his eyes, and they did not refuse

Their office: he took up an old newspaper;

The paper was right easy to peruse;

He read an article the King attacking,

And a long eulogy of "Patent Blacking."

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