Nonsense Sapphics

Here's Jem's first copy of nonsense verses,

All in the antique style of Mistress Sappho,

Latin just like Horace the tuneful Roman,

       &nbsp       &nbsp       &nbsp       &nbspSapph's imitator:



But we Bards, we classical Lyric Poets,

Know a thing or two in a scurvy Planet:

Don't we, now? Eh? Brother Horatius Flaccus,

       &nbsp       &nbsp       &nbsp       &nbspTip us your paw, Lad:—



Here's to Mæcenas and the other worthies;

Rich men of England! would ye be immortal?

Patronise Genius, giving Cash and Praise to

       &nbsp       &nbsp       &nbsp       &nbspGillman Jacobus;



Gillman Jacobus, he of Merchant Taylors',

Minor ætate, ingenio at stupendus,

Sapphic, Heroic, Elegiac,—what a

       &nbsp       &nbsp       &nbsp       &nbspVersificator!