King Regner died singing the pleasure of falling in battle:  his words are, “The hours of my life are passed away, I shall die laughing.”—­Britain’s Historical Drama.

On a very Fat Man.

All flesh is grass, so do the Scriptures say,
And grass, when mown, is shortly turn’d to hay. 
When Time, to mow you down, his scythe doth take,
Good Man! how large a stack you then will make. 

          
                                                                        J.J.

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