text:  Epicene princes whose taper limbs and swelling busts are well worth the scrutiny of the opera-glass--dragons vomiting at once red flames and witticisms about the fountains in Trafalgar Square--Dan O'Connell figuring in the feathers of a Milesian owl--and the Seven Champions of Christendom smoking cigars upon the parapets of Hungerford Bridge! All these things have I seen Bogle yea and cheered them to the echo in company with some thousand Cockneys all agape at the glitter of tinselled pasteboard and the glories of the Catharine-wheel