The English Rogue: Continued in the Life of Meriton Latroon, and Other Extravagants: The Fourth PartHead, Richard
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The English Rogue: Continued in the Life of Meriton Latroon, and Other Extravagants: The Fourth Part
Head, Richard
Rogues and vagabonds -- England -- Fiction
_Were ever men so scar’d, did ever fright
So seize weak Mortals in the dead of night?
Could a bare noise affright when nought appear’d?
And being afraid we knew not what we fear’d:
One hid his head all underneath the cloaths,
Lest that the Fiend should take him by the Nose:
Dumb was he too, for not a word did pass,
Lest that should tell him where about he was.
My Friend, the Captain, whom I will not wrong,
Did ne’re before to me smell half so strong:
My panting heart (I almost stew’d to death)
Did beat so fast I could not draw my breath.
Now comes the worst, the noise approach’d more near,
All things combin’d for to increase our fear.
Mounting the stairs Old_ Nick _was drunk I think,
To break his Bottle, and to spill his drink:
The ratling Flask tumbling the stairs amain,
Did make us think the Devil shook his Chain.
But now th’ appearance of the Morning-light,
Gave us new life, and put our fears to flight:
For now we found, for all the peoples talk,
The Sp’rit was quiet, but the Thieves did walk.
This house these haunted which were worser Evils,
Than Fiends or Goblins, Damn’d-incarnate-Devils.
This Apparition plainly did discover,
That this same night the Maid lay with her Lover.
For the Stockings and the Doublet did disclose,
The match they made had thus mismatch’d their Cloths._
CHAP. II.
_They are ship’d from_ Palermo _to_ Naples, _by the way Mistress_
Dorothy _continues the story of her Hostess who was hanged with her
Husband for a Murder, the like was never heard of, her notorious
confession at the Gallows of all her former Villanies_: Latroons
_reflections on it. Mistress_ Dorothy _and her Companion the Souldier,
return for_ London.
Our _Mulletteer_ was very well rewarded by our Entertainer, for the
prevention of so much mischief, which had undoubtedly befel the
Gentleman, had not this fellow gone down at that unseasonable time to
stuff his insatiate guts. And now taking our leaves (the Gentleman and
his friends being very unwilling and sorrowful to part with our
Companies) away we came shaping our course for _Palermo_, where being
arriv’d and finding out those Friends we had left too long, infinite was
our satisfaction of meeting thus together again, but I I thought my
_Jinny_ would have been transported with joy when she saw me, but
recovering her self, she check’d me severely for staying so long from
her beyond my promise. Our caresses were accompanied with what choice
Viands and Wine the City could produce.
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