MURPHY DELANEY. With bottles, glasses, wine and beer, There, too, good lack, between the wheels 'Midst copious streams of porter! 'I've lost my wig,' poor Drugget roar'd, The unlucky chaise went quite to pot, Arriv'd at home, th' enrag'd cit, 75 MURPHY DELANEY. (c. DIBDIN, JUN.) It was Murphy Delaney, so funny and frisky, Popp'd in a sheebeen shop to get his skin full; And reel'd out again pretty well lin❜d with whiskey As fresh as a shamrock, and blind as a bull; But a trifling accident happen'd our rover, Who took the quay-side for the floor of his shed And the keel of a coal-barge he just tumbled over And thought all the time he was going to bed; And sing fillalloo, hubbaboo, whack, botheration, Every man in his humour, as Kate kiss'd the pig! 76 THE OWL AND THE PARROT. Some folks passing by, drew him out of the river, And got a horse-doctor his sickness to mend ; Who swore that poor Pat was no longer a liver, But dead as the devil, and there was an end: So they sent for the coroner's jury to try him, But Pat, not half liking the comical strife, Fell to twisting and turning the while they sat by him, And came (when he found it convenient) to life; Sing fillalloo, &c. Says Pat to the jury 'Your worships an't please you So then they went on in the business further; Then brought poor Delaney in guilty of murder, And swore they would hang him in spite of his teeth; Sing fillalloo, &c. But Paddy click'd hold of a clumsy shelaly, While he like the devil about him did pay; THE OWL AND THE PARROT. (PINDAR.) AN Owl fell desp'rately in love, poor soul! THE OWL AND THE PARROT. 77 A PARROT the dear object of his wishes, A day or two pass'd amorously sweet; At length they both felt hungry--' What 's for dinner? 'Pray what have we to eat, my dear?' quoth POLL.Nothing! by all my wisdom,' answer'd OwL; I never thought of that, as I 'm a sinner; But, POLL, on something I shall put my patsWhat say'st thou, deary, to a dish of rats?' 'Rats, Mister Owl! d' ye think that I'll eat rats ? Eat them yourself, or give them to the cats ;' Whines the poor bride, now bursting into tears.'Well, Polly, would you rather dine on mouse? I'll catch a few, if any in the house; Thou shalt not starve love, so dispel thy fears.” 'I won't eat rats-I won't eat mice-I won't: Don't tell me of such dirty vermin-do n't: O that within my cage I had but tarried!' Polly,' quoth Owl,' I'm sorry, I declare, So delicate, you relish not our fare You should have thought of that before you married!! 78 MODES OF COURTSHIP. DIAMOND CUT DIAMOND. (c. DIBDIN, JUN.) A LAWYER, quite famous for making a bill, To dinner one day, with a hearty good will, But he charg'd 6s. and 8d. for going to dine, But gossips, you know have a saying in store, He who matches a lawyer, has only one more. The lawyer he paid it, and took a receipt, While the client star'd at him with wonder; But gave to his friends, with the produce a treat, Tho' the lawyer soon made him knock under: That his client sold wine, information he laid, Without licence: and in spite of his storming, The client a good thumping penalty paid, And the lawyer got half for informing! But gossips, &c. MODES OF COURTSHIP. O LOVE, thy temple is a crowded Inn- (PINDAR.) JOANNY, my dear, wut ha poor Hob? Gadswunds! Iss leek thee, Joan; MODES OF COURTSHIP. What thoff Iss ba n't so hugeous smurt, Thee d'st vend me honest-Iss, rert down, Ner stockings vath ner shooze. No, Joan, dant gee thy zel an air, No, no, the easiest means be best; Now, Joan, beleek, the want'st to know Bevore the tak'st the nooze-- Zumetimes we'll ha a choice squab-pie; 79 |