The Choice Humorous Works, Ludicrous Adventures, Bons Mots, Puns, and Hoaxes of Theodore HookHook, Theodore Edward
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The Choice Humorous Works, Ludicrous Adventures, Bons Mots, Puns, and Hoaxes of Theodore Hook
Hook, Theodore Edward
English wit and humor
How fared he at Lancaster--Heigh, Ma'am, ho, Ma'am?
How fared he at Lancaster, ho?
--They physick'd and bled,
And they blister'd his head,
And kept him uncommonly low----low,
And kept him uncommonly low.
Had she no solicitor--Heigh, Ma'am, ho, Ma'am?
Had she no solicitor, ho?
--Yes, one Mr. Vizard,
Who, being no wizard,
She overboard hasten'd to throw----throw,
She overboard hasten'd to throw.
And has she two Chamberlains--Heigh, Ma'am, ho, Ma'am?
Has she two Chamberlains, ho?
--Yes! both strapping fellows,
Would make a man jealous,
With whiskers as black as a crow----crow,
With whiskers as black as a crow.
And had she no beggar's brat--Heigh, Ma'am, ho, Ma'am?
Had she no beggar's brat, ho?
--Yes, one, pale and silly,
Whom she calls Sir Billy;
But whose brat he is, I don't know----know,
But whose brat he is, I don't know.
And has she a Clergyman--Heigh, Ma'am, ho, Ma'am?
Has she a Clergyman, ho?
--Yes, one Doctor Fellowes,
Who puffs like a bellows,
The coals of sedition to blow----blow,
The coals of sedition to blow.
And has she no General--Heigh, Ma'am, ho, Ma'am?
Has she no General, ho?
--Yes, poor prating Wilson,
Who, if he e'er kills one,
'Tis more by a word than a blow----blow,
'Tis more by a word than a blow.
And has she a Banking-house--Heigh, Ma'am, ho, Ma'am?
Has she a Banking-house, ho?
--When Coutts was unhandsome,
She shifted to Ransome,
To whom she does nothing but owe----owe,
To whom she does nothing but owe.
Has she a good table, Ma'am--Heigh, Ma'am, ho, Ma'am?
Has she a good table, Ma'am, ho?
--There is one Mrs. Wilde,
Who her cook-maid is styled,
But they say that her soups are so-so----so,
They say that her soups are so-so.
And what are her drinkables--Heigh, Ma'am, ho, Ma'am?
What are her drinkables, ho?
--It being but noon,
She said 'twas too soon
For any thing else but Noyeau----yeau,
Any thing else but Noyeau.
And has she a bed-fellow--Heigh, Ma'am, ho, Ma'am?
Has she a bed-fellow, ho?
--I asked one Vassalli,
Who said, "Fi-donc, allez,
Ma chère, you no business to know----know,
You have no business to know."
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