The herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1835-1837, 1837-02-16

Mr.. Wtse's ResOiutfOn--AP Poem,
PRAYER OF THE SOLUTIONS.
" oh, do not search, dear m siar WISE
Down 'mongst the pots and kettles
oh, don't attempt to scrutinize
Amerg the non committals.
We've only made the lion roar,
We've only shared the spite;
In fact that's all, and mol hing more,
Sop.ay keep down your bile"
The Reply.
Il want TO see,' says miste. Wise,
How solutions operate
TO view The kitchen with myeyes,
And see them cook up states
WI Ii to see them WELD their skewers
And see them use the spit
Implement which cur land endures,
Like ees who re used 10 it,
The Resolution.
Then mov'd he that search be made,
search, and that sraghtway,
When no. number OF them said,
But moro there were said aye
The Onslaught.
Commit &c men then sailed out,
A Congress chosen set
Their purpose 10 look about
The kitchen cabinet.
huge bull mastiif a, the gate
strove at these foes TO plunge;
Butthey, bent on affair." of state
Passed hee less by Expunge'
"Come here Expunge,' the keeper cried,
''They'te on q goose chase Wild +"
The keepers hand then smcohd his hide.
Aud s,roked / i'm like child.
III sdog, so doce then, had been
The cause Of great alarm;
And once ia Nashville streets was scea
To tie the lions
They babe the lion leave his den,
And to them frankly tell
All that he knew He answered then,
''Pll sceem all in hell
For if stir peg, dear Van,
In any way or means.
By tn Eternal I'm no, the man
IwGs al New Orleans"
Commander ofthe Fo,.sluers.
ore bald pate was the highest cook,
He led the whole concern;
He told them all which way TO lock,
And exc which way 10 turn;
He told them" this the lion loves,
Aud this the lion hates;
II he gets this his anger moves,
If he gets that lbates;"
He told them how the bank TORY,
or boi bold wing state;
And then he'd turr him with sigh,
our uUcTtHSsS gfcnl
Besides this a cunning pup.
Oliver lie Dain,
He d make the lios bristle up,
And then he'd stroke has name.
Trumpeter If nc Coal Hole.
The second of his holy troop,
The hons speaking lobe,
Was the died up nnccnpoop
Who publishes the Globe.
He writes foul paragraphs, to blind
That ass, the publicw eyes;
And sheuld he state "before's schindr7
They'd bieve his cursed lies.
The Culinary Express
The next a man with hoaIy harss
All silver'd DER with sin,
His public task was post Affairs,
His private toll wss-gin.
The Rank and rie
Ard other unde.s rappers yet
A mongrel breed OF men,
Were found will sn that cabinet.
Beneath the lions den.
The Interrogation.
The Congress spies on search determine,
ia crany. pot, and nook,
They catechise the kitchen vermin,
And swear them on the book
What nonsense this when black and white
The jigrler makes a. one
Tn. search IL ended as IL ey might
Have kn,wn when they b,gun.
Song Of DeJaGs and the conduct Of The Vic,Ws
"Alasin they cry, with woe and wall,
"wo've senrchd but scarchd In vain,"
And az the lion wings his tail,
The keeper strokes his name.
soitio4uy Of the Jugsier.
I'm wcazle," the first cook cries,
4" A boy what's up to trap,
man must be wiser than Wise
To catch me in nap.
My great grand pa was Belzebub,
My father was the devil,
whilst I, most Irecocious cub,
outv,s 'cm beth in evil" Cold Vital
&c Of Representatives, Washington, Feb. 1881.