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At the sides there was spinnage and pudding made
In the middle a place where the pasty---was not.
bacon I hate like a Turk or a Persian,
rogue, With his long-winded speeches, his smiles and his
brogue, And,“ madam, quoth he, may this bit be my poison, A prettier dinner I never set eyes on; Pray a slice of your liver, though may I be curst, But I've eat of your tripe, till I'm ready to burst.” “ The tripe, quoth the Jew, with his chocolate cheek, I could dine on this tripe seven days in the week: I like these here dinners so pretty and small; But your friend there, the doctor, eats nothing at all.” “O-oh! quoth my friend, he'll come on in a trice, He's keeping a corner for something that's nice: There's a pafty"_“ a pasty! repeated the Jew; I don't care, if I keep a corner for’t too.” " What the de'il, mon, a pafty! re-echo'd the Scot; Though splitting, I'll still keep a corner for that." “We'll all keep a corner, the lady cried out ;' “We'll all keep a corner was echo'd about." While thus we resolv’d, and the pasty delay'd, With looks that quite petrified, enter'd the maid ;
A visage so fad, and fo pale with affright,
think very slightly of all that's your own: So, perhaps, in your habits of thinking amiss, You may make a mistake, and think slightly of this.
The wretch condemn’d with life to part,
Still, ftill on hope relies;
Bids expectation rife.
Hope, like the glimm'ring taper's light,
Adorns and cheers the way; And still, as darker grows the night,
Emits a brighter ray.
O Memory! thou fond deceiver,
Still importunate and vain, To former joys, recurring ever,
And turning all the past to pain;
Thou, like the world, the opprest oppressing,
Thy smiles increase the wretch's woe? And he who wants each other blessing,
In thee must ever find a foe.
HN TROTT was desired by two witty peers, To tell them the reason why affes had ears ? “ An't please you,” quoth John, “ I'm not given
to letters, “ Nor dare I pretend to know more than my
betters, “ Howe'er from this time I shall ne'er fee your
graces, “ As I hope to be fav’d! without thinking on asses."