Bung all come back once more They slobber'd little Joey; [12] Then, with some civil jaw, [13] Part squatted, to drink bohea, And part swig'd barley swipes, [14] As short-cut they were smoaking, [15] While some their patter flash'd [16] In gallows fun and joking. [17] VII For supper, Joey stood, To treat these curious cronies; A bullock's melt, hog's maw Sheep's heads, and stale polonies: And then they swill'd gin-hot, Until blind drunk as Chloe, At twelve, all bundled from The christ'ning of young Joey. [1: man] [2: muddled] [3: drunkard] [4: pugilist] [5: harlots; thievish] [6: kiss him] [7: drop of gin] [8: gave; man; woman] [9: walk] [10: went] [11: tea] [12: kissed] [13: words] [14: drank beer] [15: tobacco] [16: talked] [17: screaming] THE MASQUERADERS: OR, THE WORLD AS IT WAGS [Notes] [1789] [By GEORGE PARKER in _Life's Painter of Variegated Characters_]. I Ye flats, sharps, and rum ones, who make up this pother; Who gape and stare, just like stuck pigs at each other, As mirrors, wherein, at full length do appear, Your follies reflected so apish and queer Tol de rol, etc. II Attend while I _sings,_ how, in ev'ry station, Masquerading is practised throughout ev'ry nation: Some mask for mere pleasure, but many we know, To lick in the _rhino,_ false faces will show. [1] Tol de rol, etc. III Twig counsellors jabb'ring 'bout justice and law, Cease greasing their fist and they'll soon cease their jaw; [2] And patriots, 'bout freedom will kick up a riot, Till their ends are all gain'd, and their jaws then are quiet. Tol de rol, etc. IV Twig methodist phizzes, with mask sanctimonious, [3] Their rigs prove to judge that their phiz is erroneous. [4] Twig lank-jaws, the miser, that skin-flint old elf, From his long meagre phiz, who'd think he'd the pelf. Tol de rol, etc. V Twig levées, they're made up of time-_sarving_ faces, With fawning and flatt'ring for int'rest and places; And ladies appear too at court and elsewhere, In borrow'd complexions, false shapes, and false hair. Tol de rol, etc. VI Twig clergyman--but as there needs no more proof My chaunt I _concludes_, and shall now pad the hoof; [5] So nobles and gents, lug your counterfeits out, I'll take brums or cut ones, and thank you to boot. Tol de rol, etc. [1money] [2bribing] [3See] [4methods] [5walk away] THE FLASH MAN OF ST. GILES [Notes] [b. 1790] [From _The Busy Bee_]. I was a flash man of St. Giles, [1] And I fell in love with Nelly Stiles; And I padded the hoof for many miles [2] To show the strength of my flame: In the Strand, and at the Admiralty, She pick'd up the flats as they pass'd by, [3] And I mill'd their wipes from their side clye, [4] And then sung fal de ral tit, tit fal de ral, Tit fal de ree, and then sung fal de ral tit! II