.Nw.ODcy

On Mr thos Onslow breaking his collar bone by a fall against the crane of this Phaeton [underlined: by Mr Jekyll]

Dear Tom, how is your collar? In story we're told That the cranes were at war with the Pigmies of Old; But I thought that our Pigmies to day, had more brains Than to wage any war with such things as the Cranes.

Epitaph on Mr Toup translated from the Greek by B? Lowth

Of stale Mouldy leavings, scraps, payments & orts Of Lumber, & trump'ry, & trash of all sorts; Of Ballads & Jests, such as Catamites use Strains of Vile Poetasters, the dregs of the stews See Toup for a Bishop his medly set forth See the critics, respect for high station & worth

     or

Toup forms a choice Medly nor blushes to dick up An Archcritics rank mess for a Revd. Archbishop.