The fog seemed to break away as though split by a wedge, and the bow of a steamboat emerged, trailing fog-wreaths on either side like seaweed on the snout of Leviathan.

[F]or what I saw, the compositions might be fairly classed as Ossianic.

A worthy fellow h' is: pray let me entreat for / The prouiſorſhip of your horſe.

It would be exceedingly interesting to know if the hybrid would reproduce, a matter I deem exceedingly doubtful, for the chances are it would prove a mule (infertile).