["TO THE\n\nAUTHOR OF A PRINT ENTITLED\n\nCHARON'S BOAT.", "1.", "BLEST hand! against Corruption bent,\nTo whom its sharpest instrument,\nKeen satire gave in charge;\nWhat praise can worthwhile impart\nMy admiration of the art,\nWhich stow'd old Charon's barge ?", "2.", "Too long that art has slept unsung;\nBut now—by him whose triple tongue\nControls the pass of hell—\nIf any ink—or any brain—\nOr any power of verse remain,\nThat verse his fame shall tell !", "3.", "First, smiling P'tty wakes his lyre,\nWith notes best suited to inspire\nForgetfulness of woe.", "His sounds o'er damned shrieks prevail,\nThe dog of darkness wags his tail,\nAnd Styx scarce seems to flow !", "4.", "Sad Wh-tb—d chaunts a holy strain;\nBut hymns—and frothy pots are vain\nTo soothe his late assistant;", "Yet, while his breast with friendship glows,\nHe feels (deceiv'd by Sherry's nose)\nNo dread of fire more distant.", "But, Sam! What cause hast *thou* to fear?", "The drowsy virtues of the beer\nWill quench the fiercest heat!—", "And Lethe yield to thy \" *ENTIRE* \",\nWhen thou hast told the realm of fire\nThe tale of Chiswell Street.", "6.", "Oh, H-w—k, hapless was the hour\nWhich curs'd thee with the love of power,\nAnd plum'd with eagle wing !", "Thy dawn was bright—but now, farewell,\nNor fear to lose thy place in hell,\nThou *\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\