Now, mistress Gilpin, when the faw Into the country far away, She pull'd out half a crown; And thus unto the youth the faid The youth did ride, and foon did meet Whom in a trice he tried to stop, But, not performing what he meant, Away went Gilpin, and away Went poft-boy at his heels ! The poft-boy's horse right glad to miss The lumb'ring of the wheels. Six gentlemen upon the road, With poft-boy scamp'ring in the rear, Stop thief! stop thief!-a highwayman! Not one of them was mute; And all and each that pass'd that way Did join in the purfuit. And now the turnpike gates again And fo he did and won it too! Nor stopp'd till where he had got up Now let us fing-Long live the king, And, when he next doth ride abroad, THE YEARLY DISTRESS, OR TITHING TIME AT STOCK IN ESSEX: VERSES addressed to a Country Clergyman complaining the difagreeableness of the day annually appointed for receiving the Dues at the Parfonage. COME, ponder well, for 'tis no jest, This prieft he merry is and blithe He then is full of fright and fears, And long before the day appears For then the farmers come jog, jog, To make their payments good. In footh, the forrow of such days When he that takes and he that pays Now all, unwelcome, at his gates And well he may, for well he knows So in they come each makes his leg, And flings his head before, And looks as if he came to beg, And not to quit a score. Z2 And how does miss and madam do, 'All tight and well. And how do you, The dinner comes, and down they fit: One wipes his nose upon his fleeve, Yet, not to give offence or grieve, The punch goes round, and they are dull At length the busy time begins: Come, neighbours, we must wag-' The money chinks, down drop their chins, Each lugging out his bag. |