The first of April; $b or, The triumphs of folly: A poem dedicated to a celebrated duchess. By the author of The Diaboliad.

· 1823

---- DOST THOU CALL ME FOOL, BOY?-- ALL THY OTHER TITLES THOU HAST GIVEN AWAY THAT THOU WAST BORN WITH!-- I am rather apprehensive that you will rank me among the Impertinents of the Age, in giving a performance which treats professedly of the Triumphs of Folly, the Sanction of Your Grace. But tho', in the too great quickness of apprehension, this may be the case; I have not the least doubt but, in some succeeding moments of coolness and candour, you will accompany me through this Address; and not suffer a condemning spirit to pass a final sentence upon me, without giving some little attention to my justification.…

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