- (How I tremble to think of the blood it

hath spilt!) Then he low’rs down the point, and kisses

the hilt. Your ladyship smiles, and thus you begin; Pray, captain, be pleas’d to alight and

walk in : The captain falutes you with congee pro

found, And your ladysbip curtfies half way to the

ground.

Kit, run to your master, and bid himn

come to us.

I'm sure he'll be proud of the honour you

do us:

And, captain, you'll do us the favour to

stay, And take a short dinner here with us to

day: You're heartily welcome: but as for good

chear, You come in the very worst time of the

year; If I had expected so worthy a guest: Lord ! madam! your ladyship sure is in jest:

You

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You banter me, madam, the kingdom

must grant

You officers, captain, are so complaisant.

Hist, hussy, I' think I hear some body

“ coming No, madam; tis only Sr Arthur a hum

ming.

To shorten my tale (for I hate a long

story) The captain at dinner appears in his glory; The dean and the * doctor have humbled

their pride, For the captain's entreated to fit by your

side; And, because he's their betters, you carve

for him first; The parsons for envy are ready to burst: The servants amaz'd are scarce ever able To keep off their eyes, as they wait at the

table;

And Molly and I have thrust in our nose To peep at the captain in all his fine

Dear madam, be sure he's a fine-spoken

man, Do but hear on the clergy how glib his

tongue ran; And, madam, says he, if such dinners

you give, • You'll never want parsons as long as you

live; $ I ne'er knew a parfon without a good nose, * But the devil's as welcome wherever he

goes: " G---d---me, they bid us reform and re

pent, “ But, Z---s, by their looks they never

“ keep lent: “ Mister curate, for all your grave looks,

"! I'm afraid “ You cast a sheep's eye on her ladyship's

is maid, "I wish she wou'd lend you her pretty

$ white hand “ In mending your cafsock, and smooth

“ing your band (For the dean was so shabby, and look

" like a ninny, “ That the captain supposs’d he was cus rate to Jenny). L 4

( When

“ Whenever

you

fee a caffock and gown, " A hundred to one but it covers a clown; « Observe how a parfon comes into a room; “ G--d---me, he hobbles as bad as my

groom; “ A scholard, when just from his college

is broke loose, “ Can hardly tell how to cry bo to a goose; “ Your* Noveds, and Bluturcks, and Omurs

" and stuff, " " By G— they don't signify this pinch of

" snuff. “ To give a young gentleman right edu.

« cation, “ The army's the only good school in the

of nation;

My school-master call’d me a dunce and

a fool, “ But at cuffs I was always the cock of

« the school; "I never could take to my book for the

« blood o'me, “ And the puppy confess’d he expected no * He caught me one morning coquetting

" his wife, «« But he mauld me, I ne'er was so maulid

in
my

life: “ So I took to the road, and what's very

! odd, ço The first man I robb’d was a parfon, by

"G “ Now, madam, you'll think it a strange

" thing to say, ! But the sight of a book makes me fick

“ to this day.” Never since I was born did I hear fo

much wit, And, madam, I laugh'd till I thought I

should split. So then you look'd scornful, and snift at

the dean, As who shou'd say, now, am I * skinny and

lean? But he durft not so much as once open

lips, And the doctor was plaguily down in the

his