[Footnote 248: From a broadside _penes me_, written by John Tate, "the Pocklington Poet," and printed by J. Forth, Pocklington.] [Footnote 249: Mr. Salvin purchased her of Mr. Plummer; and in another song, after enumerating "the noble prizes she won, with courage bold," concludes:-- "Unto my song I'll make an end, until I write again, Success to Mr. Hesseltine her noble trainer's name, Likewise to Mr. Plummer, who she often makes to smile, And may they every coming year in racing annals shine." ] TOMMY THUMB. I'ze a poor country lad, as you see by my dress, That I'ze Yorkshire, mayhap, you may pratty well guess; My name's Zekiel Homespun, you all know me now, It is not the first time I have here made my bow. Tol lol de roll, &c. To London I com'd, upon bus'ness, d'ye see, But contriv'd to make pleasure and bus'ness agree; For when I gets back wi' our chaps on the green, They'll be sure to be asking me what I ha' seen. Now having in town but a short time to stay, Thinks I, while the sunshines, I'd better make hay; So I ask'd what the play were? they told me, by gum, 'Twas a very fine tragedy, call'd Tommy Thumb. In Yorkshire I'd oft heard our knowing ones say, That a very good moral was learn'd from a play, And that tragedy boasted of language so fine, So I thought that, as how, it might help me wi' mine. Well, the curtain drew up, and the first to appear, Were two gentlemen drest, to be sure, mortal queer; Says one, "To the king, this petition I'll show," Then the other to him answered, "Do, Doodle, do." In the next scene were the king and the queen on their throne, To whom the petition was presently shown; But king Arthur from Doodle indignantly shrunk, "For," says he, "'tis our pleasure this day to get drunk." So thinks I to myself, an' that's what you're about, There's no business for me, sure, to see the play out; To my own native parts I will quickly go down, I can learn to get drunk there as well as in town. So I'ze ta'en me a place at George and Blue Boar, Where the coach will set off in the morning at four, And as I must be up long afore it is light, I hope you'll not keep me here too late to night. THE FUNNY WEDDING. WHICH TOOK PLACE IN BRADFORD ON THE FIRST OF DECEMBER, 1851. Just give attention, old and young, And listen for awhile, I'll sing to you a funny song, Will sure to make you smile, It is about a circumstance Well known to all around, I mean the funny wedding That took place in Bradford town. CHORUS. Such a funny sight in Bradford town, Was never seen before. It was from Whipsey that the people On that morning came, The aged couple there did live, You perhaps may know their name; This couple long had wanted to Enjoy each other's bed, So on that happy day they went To Bradford to get wed. Such a funny wedding.