REBUSES. 135

Il.
Five hundred, a thousand, and one,
With proper attention dispose;
And that kind of light will appear,
Which the sun in a fog often shows.
IV.
A kind of crown much used of old,
My name most surely will unfold;
Read back or forward still the same;
Now surely you'll find out my name.
Vv.
Ye riddling folk, disclose my name,
No doubt you quickly will desery it;
The self-same characters proclaim
The fruit, and how you’d wish to buy it.
VI.
A consonant add to a dignified Jew,
A wild little quadruped rises to view.
VII.
Two letters, expressing profusion and waste,
Transposed, show a county to some people’s taste.
VIII.
A British bard of universal fame;
A classic river’s oft repeated name ;