The modern Saccarii, alias tackle porters and ticket porters, are well known to Londoners, and have been thus poetized by Gay: 

  “If drawn by business to a street unknown,
  Let the sworn porter point thee through the town.”

These portly gentry have been compared to kings.  Howel says, “It is with kings sometimes as with porters, whose packs may jostle one against the other, yet remain good friends still.”

N.B.  This is a knotty subject.

P.T.W.

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STANZAS ON MADAME VESTRIS HAVING ESTABLISHED A THEATRE OF HER OWN.

Written by Sir Lumley Skeffington.

  Now Vestris, the tenth of the Muses,
    To Mirth rears a fanciful dome,
  We mark, while delight she infuses,
    The Graces find beauty at home. 
  In her eye such vivacity glitters,
    To her voice such perfections belong,
  That care and the life it embitters,
    Find balm in the sweets of her song.

  When monarchs o’er valleys are ranging,
    A court is transferr’d to the green;
  And flowers, transplanted, are changing
    Not fragrance, but merely the scene. 
  ’Tis circumstance dignifies places;
    A desert is charming with spring! 
  And pleasure finds twenty new graces,
    Wherever the Vestris may sing!

Times.

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LORD ANSON.

(To the Editor.)

Being in Sussex a short time since, I observed at a public-house adjoining the Duke of Richmond’s, at Goodwood, the figure head of the Centurion, the ship in which Lord Anson sailed round the world.  On the pedestal that supported it against the house, are the following lines:—­

  Stay traveller awhile and view
  One who has travelled more than you,
  Quite round the world, through each degree,
  Anson and I have ploughed the sea,
  Torrid and frigid zones have past,
  And safe at home arrived at last.

There follow two other lines, which are almost unintelligible.

O.P.Q.

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