COME lovers of doggrel, come lovers of sport, Haste here—at the bidding of Momus resort, And toss up your “toppers” ten feet in the air, Since we’ve had a fair day for the Day of our Fair. Sure, Jove at our bidding fulfill’d our desire, And each rider, each walker, each seller, and buyer, Of pleasure and profit came in for their share, As they hail’d the fair day, on the Day of the Fair. If the Satyrs and Fawns were unseen in the dance, And the Dryads themselves look’d a little askance, Yet the beaux and the belles throng’d in many a pair, Nor thought of an absence from Fairlop the Fair. Pedestrians—equestrians—vehiculars—all Of splendor or merriment kept up the ball; And Venus herself, or else some to compare, Adorn’d the fair day, and the Day of the Fair. How delightful the scene!—how great were the joys Of the saunt’rers, and simp’rers, and venders of toys; And the lov’d and the lovely of each had their share, And enjoy’d the fair day, and the Day of the Fair. Not more had there been of din, frolic, and fun, Had Bacchus been present, bestriding his tun; And Mercury himself had his followers there, Who hail’d the fair day, and the Day of the Fair. ’Tis certain at evening Diana look’d down, And eclipsed in a trice all the gas-lights in Town; Whilst our taverns, though brilliant, shone forth in despair, As the night drew her curtain of cloud round the Fair. Then, lovers of doggrel, and lovers of sport, Next year at the bidding of Momus resort; And Apollo himself shall in future repair, And still give a fair day for the Day of our Fair. INVITATION TO FAIRLOP FAIR. (REPRINTED VERBATIM.) COME to Fairlop Fair; we good fellows invite; So partake of that day, which is our delight; For we have spirits like fire; our courage is good; And we meet with the best of respect on the road; When you see us, you’ll say we are mounted quite gay;— Success to the lads, that delight in that day. Haste away, haste away; all nature seems gay, Let us drink to the joys of old Fairlop so gay! Our horses are all of the very best blood; Our boat is well built, and her rigging is good. With our boats and our badges we unanimous declare, And join hand in hand, to support the old Fair; We’ll jovially sing, and our music shall play, And a set of staunch ponies will tow us away. Haste away, haste away, &c. ’Twas one Daniel Day, that first founded this Fair, And as hearty a fellow as ever was there; The Lord of the Manor a Charter did gain, And all true sons of Neptune will uphold the same; We’ll enjoy all the pleasure that springs from that day, And ever remember good old Daniel Day. Haste away, haste away, &c.