The History of the Catnach Press: at Berwick-Upon-Tweed, Alnwick and Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, in Northumberland, and Seven Dials, LondonHindley, Charles
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The History of the Catnach Press: at Berwick-Upon-Tweed, Alnwick and Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, in Northumberland, and Seven Dials, London
Hindley, Charles
Ballads -- Publishing -- England -- History -- 19th century; Ballads, English -- England -- Bibliography; Catnach, James, 1792-1841; Chapbooks -- Publishing -- England -- History -- 19th century; Children's literature -- Publishing -- England -- History -- 19th century; England -- Imprints; Printing
There was a thing a full month old,
When Adam was no more;
But ere that thing was five weeks old,
Adam was years five score.
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A CAT.
In almost every house I'm seen,
(No wonder then I'm common),
I'm neither man, nor maid, nor child,
Nor yet a married woman.
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A CANNON.
I am the terror of mankind,
My breath is flame, and by its power
I urge my messenger to find
A way into the strongest tower.
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AN OWL.
My patron is Wisdom--if Wisdom you prize,
In me put your confidence, borrow my eyes,
Who into a mill-stone can see quite as far
As the best of you all, by the light of a star.
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A TOP.
I ne'er offend thee,
Yet thou dost me whip,
Which don't amend me,
Though I dance and skip;
When I'm upright,
Me you always like best,
And barbarously whip me
When I want rest.
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BOOKS.
With words unnumber'd I abound;
In me mankind do take delight;
In me much learning's to be found;
Yet I can neither read nor write.
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A DRUM.
My sides are firmly
Lac'd about,
Yet nothing is within:
You'll think my head
Is strange indeed,
Being nothing else but skin.
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A SAND-GLASS.
Made of two bodies join'd,
Without foot or hand;
And yet you will find
I can both run and stand.
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TIME.
Ever eating, never cloying,
All devouring, all destroying,
Never finding full repast
Till I eat the world at last.
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DEATH.
The gate of life, the cause of strife,
The fruit of sin,
When I appear, you drop a tear,
And stay within.
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A PAIR OF SHOES.
To rich and poor
We useful are;
And yet for our reward,
By both at last
We're thrown away,
Without the least regard.
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A SQUIRREL.
I am a busy active creature,
Fashion'd for the sport of nature,
Nimbly skip from tree to tree,
Under a well-wrought canopy;
Bid Chloe then to Mira tell
What's my name and where I dwell.
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A FISH.
Though it be cold I wear no clothes,
The frost and snow I never fear;
I value neither shoes nor hose,
And yet I wander far and near.
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[Signature: John Catnach]
AT NEWCASTLE.
"There is no fooling with Life, when it is once turned forty: the
seeking of a Fortune then is but a desperate after-game: it is a
hundred to one if a man fling three sixes, and recover all; if his
hand be no luckier than mine."--_Cowley._
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