CHARADES. 111

my third is a stanza at the head of an ode; and my
whole is a final event, or unhappy conclusion.

 

CHARADE XLII.

‘W HEN this earth was divided in parts
My first chose a tropical seat;
Where the sun sheds its rays and its darts,
Till the earth is parched up with its heat.

My second all over the globe,

In various hues may be found;
Sometimes in a fine ermined robe,

And, again, with a sackcloth tied round.

My whole, in majestical shape,
Is pleasing to Englishmen’s eyes;
Yet it’s frequently seen at the Cape,
And may justly be reckoned a prize.

 

CHARADE XLII.
Y first is part of Adam’s race;
My next with joy and grief embrace:
Words are but wind—then do not fear
My whole, unless th’ effects be near.