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NEWGATE'S GARLAND :
Being a new Ballad, showing how Mr. Jonat Throat was cut from Ear to Ear, with a Penk, Blake, alias Blueskin, the bold Highwayman, at his Trial in the Old Bailey, 1725.
YE gallants of Newgate, whose fingers are
When to the Old Bailey this Blueskin was
Some say there are courtiers of highest renown,
Knaves, of old, to hide guilt by their cunning in
ventions, Call'd briberies grants, and plain robberies pensions: Physicians and lawyers (who take their degrees To be learned rogues) call'd their pilfering fees.
Since this happy day
Now ev'ry man may
Some cheat in the Customs, some rob the Excise:
Some by publick revenues, which pas
What a pother has here been with Woo
STREPHON AND FLA
WITH ev'ry lady in the land
One year he languish'd for one hand,
Yet, when his love the shepherd told To Flavia fair and coy,
Reserv'd, demure, than snow more cold,
Late at a ball he own'd his pain:
With all the marks of high disdain,
The swain persisted still to pray,
At last she vow'd she would not stay;
Enrag'd, she call'd her footman straight,
Drove to her lodging, lock'd the gate,
A TALE OCCASIONED BY THE DEATH OF THE DUKE REGENT OF FRANCE.
HOW vain are mortal man's endeavours
* Coffeehouse, near St. James's.
There's Meroweis—mark strange v And there's the czar, and there's the The pope—an India merchant by Cut short the speech with this reply: All at a stand 2 you see great chan Ah, sir! you never saw the Ganges: There dwells the nation of Quidnunck (So Monomotapa calls monkeys:) On either bank, from bough to boug They meet and chat (as we may now Whispers go round, they grin, they s. They bow, they snarl, they scratch, t And, just as chance or whim provoke They either bite their friends, or strok There have I seen some active prig. To show his parts, bestride a twig: Lord! how the chatt’ring tribe admire Not that he's wiser, but he's higher: All long to try the vent'rous thing (For pow'r is but to have one's swing. From side to side he springs, he spur And bangs his foes and friends by turr Thus, as in giddy freaks he bounces, * Crack goes the twig, and in he flounc Down the swift stream the wretch is b Never, ah never, to return Z ds ! what a fall had our dear “ Morbleu !” cries one; and “ damm The nation gives a gen'ral screech ; None cocks his tail, none claws his b Each trembles for the publick weal, And for a while forgets to steal. A while all eyes, intent and steady Pursue him whirling down the eddy :