I'D BE AN EDITOR.
PARoDy--By HERoDoTus NIB, ESQ. .qir--ssI'd be a butterfly, born ina bower" ys ! u s,s aa ed;ter mewsd in garret, Vine !" here oeswe5s ii dusty mag aificence

 hang, With steady arm chair, and no rivals to

 share 1t,

 And a hat full of politics verses and slang, Id never fret about talents or merit, I'd never cowskin, or challenge, orEout; l'J be an editor mcw'd in a garret, Ready to wear my coat either inside or

 out, Jsd be an editor-I'd be an editor, Luck to til1 coat, 5e 1t inside ol out.s 0, would piifer the wit of my betters! Scissors should minister alisto my need ; Then should look like a rare man of let

 ters,

 If duns did not warrant the title indeed, Ho who has wealth. must be w2tchfnl aud

 wary;

 He who has office, look out for his nose. I'd be an editor; here high and airy, Rock on suhlimit ty--whsn the wind

 blows. y'd be m editor-rd be an editor, Rock'd in my garrett and safe in my

 nose. Nhat though you tell nc that more kicks

 than dollars,

 Fall to the yender of typical lore, Yet are the purses of gentlemen schoi ars.. Free to the bottom-and who could ask

 more Some in lifess winter may toll to discover Favors from fortune which never will

 rust, as Yp.1. K . <. 2, <,.f:t5x,. l:u;r<v ,y,..,c ba. I'd be an editor-1euce take the creditor, Writing soz glory and printing op trust