CHARADES. 129
CHARADE XCI.

THE traveller fatigued will say,
Who having spent a weary day,

Should my first but bless his sight,

With it he’d joyful pass the night.

Yet too much of my first’s possession

Will sink the spirits to depression:

Though others will declare again,

It is a great relief to pain.—

My second, without any pother,

Is a term used instead of other.

My whole, I now declare with joy,

Acts like Adneas leaving Troy:

For, give it but a piece of sack,

It takes my first upon its back.

CHARADE XCII.

Y first a man will often take,
In hopes my next to share;
But he who shall possess them both,
Will find them hard to bear.