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Horatio's servant once, with bow and cringe, Swinging the parlour door upon its hinge, Dreading a negative, and overawed Lest he should trespass, begg'd to go abroad. Go, fellow !—whither ?—turning short aboutNay—stay at home—you're always going out. 'Tis but a step, sir, just at the street's end. — For what?-An' please you, sir, to see a friend.A friend ! Horatio cried, and seem'd to startYea, marry shalt thou, and with all my heart. And fetch my cloak ; for though the night be raw, I'll see him too—the first I ever saw.
I knew the man, and knew his nature mild,
But not to moralize too much, and strain
O happy Britain! we have not to fear
TO THE REV. WILLIAM CAWTHORNE UNWIN.
1 Unwin, I should but ill repay
The kindness of a friend,
As ever friendship penn'd,
2 A union form’d, as mine with thee,
Not rashly, or in sport,
And faithful in its sort-
1 *Some few :' Thurlow and Colman, who, after the success of his second volume, however, renewed their acquaintance with him—an acquaintance which, by and by, shall be their only title to fame.
3 The bud inserted in the rind,
The bud of peach or rose,
The stock whereon it grows, ·
4 Not rich, I render what I may;
I seize thy name in haste,
Lest this should prove the last.
5 The poet's lyre, to fix his fame,
Should be the poet's heart;
Than ever blazed by art.
THE DIVERTING HISTORY OF JOHN GILPIN;
SHOWING HOW HE WENT FARTHER THAN HE INTENDED,
AND CAME SAFE HOME AGAIN.
1 JOHN GILPIN was a citizen
Of credit and renown,
Of famous London town.
2 John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear,
Though wedded we have been
No holiday have seen.
3 To-morrow is our wedding-day,
And we will then repair
All in a chaise and pair.
4 My sister, and my sister's child,
Myself and children three,
On horseback after we.
5 He soon replied, I do admire
Of womankind but one,
Therefore it shall be done.
6 I am a linen-draper bold,
As all the world doth know,
Will lend his horse to go.
7 Quoth Mistress Gilpin, That's well said ;
And for that wine is dear,
Which is both bright and clear.
8 John Gilpin kiss'd his loving wife;
O’erjoy'd was he to find
She had a frugal mind.
9 The morning came, the chaise was brought,
But yet was not allow'd
Should say that she was proud.
10 So three doors off the chaise was stay'd,
Where they did all get in;
To dash through thick and thin.
11 Smack went the whip, round went the wheel
Were never folk so glad ;
As if Cheapside were mad.
12 John Gilpin at his horse's side
Seized fast the flowing mane,
But soon came down again;
13 For saddle-tree scarce reach'd had he,
His journey to begin,
Three customers come in.
14 So down he came ; for loss of time,
Although it grieved him sore,
Would trouble him much more.
15 'Twas long before the customers
Were suited to their mind,
“ The wine is left behind !"