'230 OLLAPODIANA.
I HAVE achieved a victory which should fire the heart of any
tasteful bibliomaniac. I stand seized of Lamb. Understand me,
reader, t' is no juvenile mutton, whereof I am possessed ; not
adolescent merino, or embryo ram. By no manner of means ;
contrariwise, it is Tai.fourd's brief memoir, and a most succu-
lent correspondence, by the author of * Elia.' 'T is a tiling
over which a father may waken his boy, in the small hours of the
morning, (being yet unmoved bedward,) by a multitudinous guf-
faw. Rosy slumber, ruptured by obstreperous laughter ; but ah !
how decidedly unavoidable !

Yes ; I write myself proprietor for the nonce of a London
edition. My name is written in a Book of the Life of Lamb.
