[1] A Cock Scratch'D Up, One Day, A Pearl Of Purest Ray, Which To A Jeweller He Bore. 'I Think It Fine,' He Said, 'But Yet A Crumb Of Bread To Me Were Worth A Great Deal More.' So Did A Dunce Inherit A Manuscript Of Merit, Which To A Publisher He Bore. ''Tis Good,' Said He, 'I'm Told, Yet Any Coin Of Gold To Me Were Worth A Great Deal More.'