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Øe pursuivant smiled at their simplicitye, And, making many leggs, tooke their reward; to his leave taking with great humilitye, & “e king's court againe he repaird; hewing unto his grace, merry and free, * knighte's most liberall gift and bountie. 6en he was gone away, thus gan the miller say, Here comes expences and charges indeed; ow must we needs be brave, have ; For of new garments we have great need : *es, and serving-men we must have store, *\ridles and saddles, and twentye things more, *he, Sir John, quoth his wife, why should you frett or frown a You shall ue'er be att no charges for mee; ! will turn and trim up my old russet gowne, With every thiug else as fine as may bee: - \on our mill-horses swift we will ride, *Pillowes and pannells as we shall provide.

his most statelye sort rode they unto the court;

heir jolly sonne Richard rode foremost of all,

!ot up, for good hap, a cock's feather in his cap; od so they jetted downe to the king's hall :

wise, like maid Marian, did mince at that tide.

ling and his nobles, that heard of their coming, !eting this gallaut knight with his brave traine; ... one, sir knight, quoth he, with your gay lady: odsir John Cockle, once welcome againe: * is the squire of courage soe free. i Dicke, A bots on you ! do you know me?

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tho' we spend all we

The king and his courtiers laugh at this heartily,
While the king taketh them both by the hand;
With the court-dames and maids, like to the queen ol
spades.
Tor, wife did soe orderly stand,
A milk maid's courtesye at every word;
And downe all the folkes were set to the board.

There the king royally, in princelye majestye,
Sate at his dinner with joy and delight;
When they had eaten well, then he to jesting fell,
And in a bowle of wine dranke to the knight:
Here's to you both, in wine, ale, and beer;
Thanking you heartilye for my good cheer.

Quoth sir John Cockle, I'll pledge you a pottle,
Were it the best ale in Nottinghamshire :
But then said our king, now I think of a thing,
Some of your lightfoot I would we had here.
Ho!, ho? quoth Richard, full well I may say it,
'Tis knavery to eate, and then to betray it.

What art thou angrye 1 quoth our king merrilye;
In faith, I take it now very unkind:
I thought thou wouldst pledge me in ale and wine
heartily.
Quoth Dicke, You are like to stay till I have din'd:
You feed us with twatling dishes soe small;
Zounds, a black pudding is better than all.

Aye, marry, quoth our kyng, that were a daintye thing, Could a man get but one here for to eat. With that Dick strait arose, and plucked one from his hose, Which with heat of his breech gan to sweate. The king made a proffer to snatch it away : 'Tis meat for your master: good sir, you must stay.

Thus in great merriment was the time wholly spent,
And then the ladyes prepared to dance:
Old Sir John Cockle, and Richard incontinent,
Unto their places the king did advance:
Here with the ladyes such sport they did make,

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The nobles with laughing did make their sides ake,

Many thankes for their panes did the king give them,
Asking young Richard then, if he would wed;
Among these ladyes free, tell me which liketh thee?
Quoth he, Jugg Grumball, sir, with the red head:
She's my love, she's my life, her will I wed;
She hath sworn I shall have her maidenhead.
Then Sir John Cockle the king call'd unto him,
And of merry Sherwood made him o'er-seer;
And gave him out of hand three hundred pound
yearlye;
Take heed now you steal no more of my deer :
And ence a quarter let's here have your view,
And now, Sir John Cockle, I bid you adieu.

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hu M.A. Ne Jiu ray M.A.N. “Look at the juryman in the blue coat,” said one of the Old Bailey court to Justice Nares; “do you see him?” “Yes,” “Well, we shall not have a sin. gle conviction to day for any capital offence.” The observation was verified. . The juryman was Mr. Phillips of St. Paul's church-yard, afterwards sheriff; and during his shrievalty no execution took place. Too LATE. An appointment was made with an astronomer, to be at his observatory, there to see an eclipse. The good company, considering celestial and terrestrial engagements in the same light, attended the philosoPho, and, after chatting some time, at last recollected their business, and begged to see the eclipse. I am

sorry, says the doctor, that I could not prevvino sun and moon to wait for you, -the eclipse wise.” long before your arrival.

EPILoque To A woman kill’d with sixaxis.

An honest crew, disposed to be merry,
Came to a tavern by, and call'd for wine:
The drawer brought it (smiling like a cherty)
And told them it was pleasant, neat, and fee.
Taste it, quoth one: he did; Oh, fie! (quo he)
This wine was good; now't turns too near to:
Another sipp'd, to give the wine his due,
And said unto the rest, it drank too flat :
The third said, it was old ; the fourth too new:
No. quoth the fifth, the sharpness likes me to.
Thus, gentlemen, you see how in one hour
The wine wasnew, old, flat, sharp, sweet, and so
Unto this wine do we allude our play:
Which some will judge too trivial, sometoora"
You, as our guests, we entertain this day,
And bid you welcome to the best we have.
Excuse us, then; good wine may be diox”.
When every several mouth hath sundry to

GA R RICR at 1---. The following jeu d'esprit, from the per of ho Garrick, was sent by him to Mr. Counsello: Hoo at a time when Garrick was involved in a "--> respecting the possession of a house at HarptoIXavid Garrick to Mr. Hotch #in, Kis co-stor -friend. On your care must depend the success of -r The possession I mean of the house in dio Remember, my friend, an attorney's my fee. And the worst of his tribe, tho' the best are -In law, as in life, I well know 'tis a rule, That the knave should be ever too hard for o- or To this rule one exception your client of -. That the fool may for once kick the kran doors.

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rmined to be very witty |. him, opened upon orn in the following extraordinary manner: “Pray, sir, is there not a certain lady who lives it h you ?” “Yes, sir, there is.” “Oh, there is ; and I suppose, if the truth were nown, that lady has been very expensive to you ?” “Yes, sir, that lady has been very expensive to e.” “And I suppose dy, and they too oney !" “Yes, they have.” “And yet you have come here to justify bail to a soe amount " The counsel thought he had now done enough to event the confidence of the court being placed in e gentleman; when the latter raising his voice, innantly said, “It is true, Mr. Counsellor, that ere is a lady lives with me, but that lady is my wife; have been married these fifteen years, and have ldren; and whoever has a wife and children will J them expensive.”

ou have had children by that ave cost you a good deal of

court Tsilip AND MAnn tage.

Courtship is a fine bowling-green turf, all galloping nd, of sweet-hearting, a sunshine holiday in mortine. But when once through matrimony's pike, the weather becomes wintry, and some ands are seized with a cold aguish fit, to which ficulty gives the name of indifference. Courtis matrimony's running footman, but seldom , to see the stocking thrown; it is too often car. away by the two grand preservatives of matriis] friendship, delicacy and gratitude. There is another distemper very mortal to the honey-moon, that the ladies, sometimes are seized with, and rollege of physicians call it sullonness. This mper generally arises from some ill-conditioned h. with which the lady has been hurt; who loaning on her elbow upon the breakfast table, heck resting upon the palm of her hand, her eyes

earnestly upon the fire, her feet beating tat-too

time;—the husband in the mean while biting his lips, pulling down his ruffles, stamping about the room, and looking at his lady like the devil. At last he abruptly demands of her, “What's the matter with you, madam?" The lady mildly replies—“Nothing.” “What is it you do mean, madam?”—“Nothing.” “What would you make me, madam?”—“Nothing.”, “What is it I have done to you, madam t”—“O—h —nothing.” And this quarrel arose as they sat at breakfast: the lady very innocently observed, “She believed the tea was made with Thames water.” The husband in mere contradiction insisted upon it that the tea-kettle was filled out of the New River.

NINE PINs.

The late Earl of Londsdale was so extensive a proprietor and patron of boroughs, that he returned nine members every parliament, who were facetiously called, “Lord Lonsdale's nine pins.” One of the members thus designated having made a very extravagant speech in the House of Commons, was answered by Mr. Burke in a vein of the happiest sarcasm, which elicited from the House loud and continued cheers. Mr. Fox entering the House just as Mr. Burke was sitting down, inquired of Sheridan what the House was cheering “Q, nothing of conseuence,” replied Sheridan, “only Burke has knocked |. one of Lord Londsdale's nine pins.”

MoRAL REFLEctions.

Written on the Cross of St. Paul's. The man that pays his pence, and goes Up to thy lofty cross, St. Paul, , Looks over London's naked nose, Women and men : The world is all beneath his ken, He sits above the ball. He seems on Mount Olympus' top, Among the Gods, by Jupiter and lets drop His eyes from the empyreal clouds On mortal crowds. Seen from these skies, How small those emmets in our eyes!

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acted upon as machines are, and to make his wheels move properly, he is properly greased in the st Every freeholder enjoys his portion of septer== insanity; he'll eat and drink with everybody witho aying for it, because he's bold and free; thee be nock down every body who won't say as he says, to prove his abhorrence of arbitrary power, aro Foscoe the liberty of Old England for ever, huzza?

The vica fi of of AY. In good king Charles's golden days, When loyalty no harm meant, A zealous high-church man I was, And so I got preferment: To teach my flock I never miss'd, Kings are by God appointed, And damn'd are those that do resist, Or touch the Lord's anointed. And this is law I will maintain . Until my dying day, sir, That whatsoever king shall reign, I'll be the vicar of Bray, sis.

When royal James obtain'd the crown,
And popery came in fashion,
The penal laws I hooted down,
And read the Declaration:
The church of Rome I found would fit
Full well my constitution;
And had become a Jesuit,
But for the Revolution.
And this is law, &c.
When William was our king declard.
To ease the nation's grievance;
With this new wind about I steer'd,
And swore to him allegiance:
Old principles I did revoke,
Set conscience at a distance;
Passive obedience was a joke.
A jest was non-resistance.
And this is law, &c.
When gracious Anne became our quee,
The church of England's glory.
Another face of things was seen,
And I became a tory-

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man dat born ob a woman hab long time to lib, puble ebery day too much ; he grow up like a in, he cut down like a bannana. Pose a man do he get good ; pose de man do bad, he get bad. he do good, he go to da place call him Glolio, • Goranuity tan upon a top, and debble on a botbad, he go to da place call him Hell, be mot burn like a pepper cod; he call for im drop a wara to in dam tongue. Tan, breren, you know one dey call he Sampson, he kill twenty tousand ano with the jaw bone jackmorass. Tan you lora man, call Jonass, he swallow whale; he hell ob a fellow for fish; and tora man, he call

pose he a wara, nobody give

him King George, he lib at tora side wara, he hab ting on he head, call him crown, and a grand ting, all sam com basket; so breren, Goramity bless you all.—AMEN.

reprilogue to TYRANNIC Love. Spoken by Nell Gwyn, when she was to be carried off dead by the Bearers To the Bearer. Hold are you mad, you d-d confounded dog? I am to rise, and speak the epilogue.

To the Mudience.

I come, kind gentlemen, strange news to tell ye;
I am the ghost of poor departed Nelly.
Sweet ladies, be not frighted, I'll be civil : ".
I’m what I was, a little harmless devil;
For after death, we sprites have just such natures
We had, for all the world, when human creatures:
And therefore I, that was an actress here,
Play all my tricks in hell, a goblin there.
Gallants, look to't; you say there are no sprites;
But I'll come dance about your beds at nights;
And faith you'll be in a sweet kind of taking,
When I surprise you between sleep and waking.
To tell you true, I walk, because I die
Out of my calling, in a tragedy.
Oh poet, d-d dull poets who could prove
So senseless to make Nelly die for love?
Nay, what's yet worse, to kill me in the prime
Of Easter-term, in tart and cheesecake time !
I'll fit the fop; for I'll not one word say,
To excuse his godly, out-of-fashion play;
A play which if you dare but twice sit out,
You'll all be slander'd and be thought devout.
But farewell, gentlemen ; make haste to me;
I'm sure ere long to have your company.
As for my epitaph, when I am gone,
I'll trust no poet, but will write my own:
Here Nelly lies, who, tho' she liv'd a slattern;"
Yet died a princess, acting in St. Cath'rine.t.
DRY DEN.

* Her real character. t The character she represented in the play.

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