or

CHARADES. 12

My whole is by many philosophers reckon’d
- To bring very often my first to my second.

 

CHARADE LXXVIUII.

MY first comforts, deceives, and destroys; my se-
cond guards what is most valuable; my whole is
an instrument of destruction.

 

CHARADE LXXIX.

N Y first runs black as fabled Stygian lake,

And oft its streams in plaintive murmurs flow;
Firm in the truth my second ever take, 7
Lest some rude bolt should Jay presumption low:
My whole’s a cavern, dismal, dark, and drear,
Where prompt a magic operator stands,
Whose wondrous arts can make your thoughts appear,
And give to distant friends your best commands.

 

CHARADE LXXX.
MY first with a lock is closely connected,
“And yet is a place for the sick;
Sometimes by a guardian is rather suspected
Of playing his worship a trick.