Friendly Admonition. — In Epigram.
Received from Parramatta Six Weeks ago.
Says William to Harry, and seem'd rather sad, I think our friend Thomas has lately run mad; He says that his Muse so prolific has grown,
He can write enough Verses to furnish the Town: Then crav'd my advice to what use he could turn 'em: I said as I thought — it was better to burn 'em. ANOTHER, on the subject of Native Habits.—
Epistolary. "MR. PRINTER,"
"Your sage Correspondent affects to describe,
"The HABITS that grace Australasia's Black
"But if Habit means Dress, you'll permit me to
"The Dress of HER Natives — No Habit at all."