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Selleck Osborn

Selleck Osborn was an American poet and journalist born on August 27, 1783, in Rye, New York. He graduated from Yale University in 1804 and subsequently became the editor of several newspapers. Osborn was known for his satirical and political verses, often reflecting his Federalist views. Unfortunately, his life was marred by financial difficulties, and he struggled to attain lasting success in his literary endeavors. He passed away on November 6, 1826, leaving behind a body of work that offers insight into the political and social issues of his time.

August 27, 1783

November 6, 1826

English

Selleck Osborn

Modest Wit, A

A supercilious nabob of the East,
Haughty, being great, purse-proud, being rich,
A governor, or general, at the least,
I have forgotten which,

Had in his family a humble youth,
Who went from England in his patron's suite,
An unassuming boy, in truth
A lad of decent parts, and good repute.

This youth had sense and spirit;
But yet with all his sense,
Excessive diffidence
Obscured his merit.

One day, at table, flushed with pride and wine,
His honor, proudly free, severely merry,
Conceived it would be vastly fine
To crack a joke upon his secretary.

"Young man," he said, "by what art, craft, or trade
Did your good father gain a livelihood?"
"He was a saddler, sir," Modestus said,
"And in...

Selleck Osborn