Lady Simons gets out in her night-cap so neat, And over the carpet my lady did brush light, And there Sir Solomon she found in a heat, Puffing at the Rush light. Then she puff’d at the Rush light, But neither of them both, Could blow out the Rush light. Sir Solomon and lady, their breath quite gone, Rang the bells in a rage, determined to crush light, Half asleep in his shirt then up came John, And he puff’d at the Rush light, The little Farthing Rush light, But neither of the three Could blow out the Rush light. Cook, Coachee, men and maids, very near all in buff, Came, and swore, in their lives they never met with such light, And each of the family by turns had a puff, At the little Farthing Rush light, The curst Farthing Rush light, But none of the family Could blow out the Rush light. The Watchman at last went by, crying One, Here, Watchman, come up, than you we might on worse light, Then up came the Watchman, the Bus’ness was done, For he turn’d down the Rush light, The little Farthing Rush light, Fal, lal, lal, lal, la, So he put out the Rush light. _IF I HAD A DONKEY WOT WOULDN’T GO._ IF I had a donkey wot wouldn’t go, D’ye think I’d wallop him? no, no, no! But gentle means I’d try, d’ye see, Because I hate all cruelty; If all had been like me, in fact, There’d have been no occasion for Martin’s[25] Act, Dumb animals to prevent being crack’d, On the head. _Chorus._ If I had a donkey wot wouldn’t go, I never would wollop him, no, no, no! I’d give him some hay, and cry Gee! who! And come up, Neddy. What makes me mention this, the more, I see’d that cruel chap, Bill Bore, Whilst he was a crying out his greens, His donkey wollop with all his means. He hit him over the head and thighs, He brought the tears into my eyes, At last my blood began to rise, And I said, etc. Bill turned to me and said, “Then perhaps, You’re one of these Mr. Martin’s chaps, Wot’s now a seeking for occasion, All for to lie an information.” Though this I stoutly did deny, Bill up and gave me a blow in the eye, And I replied, as I let fly At his head, etc. As Bill and I did break the peace, To us came up the New Police, And hiked us off, as sure as fate, Afore the sitting Magistrate; I told his worship all the spree, And, for to prove my veracity, I wish’d he would the animal see, For I said, etc.