His revels to keep, We fup and we dine On feven fcore sheep, Fat bullocks and fwine. Ufquebaugh to our feaft In pails was brought up, An hundred at least, our cup. And a madder * From fnoring all night. I'm rifl'd, quoth Nell, Of mantle and kercher : Why then fare them well, The de'il. take the fearcher. Come, harper, ftrike up; But, firft, by your favour, Boy, give us a cup Ah! this has fome favour. They dance in a round, Cutting capers and ramping; A mercy the ground Did not burft with their ftamping. 40. * A wooden veffel. An handkerchief The and eggs. A French Gentleman dining with fome company on a fast day, called for fome bacon The reft were very angry, and reproved him for so hainous a fin: whereupon he wrote the following lines extempore, which are here tranflated. Eut on croire avec bon fens PEut Qu'n lardon le mit en colere, Ou, que manger un harang, En fa gloire envelope, 5. Songe t'il bien de nos foupé ? *It is the cuftom in Ireland, to call nurfes fefter mothers, their hufband fofter fathers, and their children fofter brothers or fofterAfters; and thus the pooreft claim kindred to the richest. WHO In ENGLISH. can believe with common sense, A bacon flice gives God offence,, Or how a herring hath a charm Almighty vengeance to disarm? rapt up in majefty divine, Wra Does he regard on what we dine? 5 An excellent new SONG on a feditious pamphlet *. B To the tune of Packington's Pond. Written in the year 1720. Rocados, and damasks, and tabbies, and gawfes, Are by Robert Ballentine lately brought over, With forty things more: now hear what the law fays, Whoe'er will not wear them, is not the King's lover. Though a printer and dean 5 Our true Irish hearts from old England to wean; We'll buy English filks for our wives and our daughters, In fpite of his Deanship and journeyman Waters. * Dr. Swift having wrote a treatise advising the people of Ireland to wear their own manufactures, a profecution was fet on foot against Waters the printer thereof; which was carried on with so much violence, that the then Lord Chief Juice, one Whithed, thought proper, in a manner the most axtraordinary, to keep the grand jury above twelve hours, and to fend them cleven times cut of court, until he Lad wearied them into a special verdif, II. 10 fie on; In England the dead in woollen are clad, Since a living dog better is than a dead lion. At wearing of woollen, 15 And all we poor fhopkeepers must our horns pull in. Then we'll buy English filks for our wives and our daughters, In spite of his Deanship and journeyman Waters. III. Whoe'er our trading with England would hinder, And wool it is greafy, and quickly takes fire. Our noble grand jury, 21 When they faw the Dean's book, they were in a great fury: 25 They would buy English filks for their wives and their daughters, In fpite of his Deanfhip and journeyman Waters. IV. This wicked rogue Waters, who always is finning, And before Coram nobis so oft hath been call'd, Henceforward fhall print neither pamphlets nor li nen, 30 And, if fwearing can do't, fhall be fwingingly maul'd: And as for the Dean, You know whom I mean, If the printer will peach him, he'll fcarce come off clean, Then we'll buy English filks for our wives and our daughters, 35 In fpite of his Deanfhip and journeyman Waters. CAR |