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<div>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 45784 ***</div>
<div class="transnote covernote">
<p class="center"> The cover image was created by the transcriber and is placed in
the public domain.</p>
</div>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_002.jpg" id="i_002.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_002.jpg"
alt="George Cruikshank" />
<div class="caption">GEORGE CRUIKSHANK,<br />
<i>Eminent Caricaturist</i>,<br />
1792-1879.</div>
</div>
<hr class="chap" />
<h1>GALLERY<br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">OF</span><br />
COMICALITIES;<br />
<span style="font-size: smaller;">EMBRACING HUMOROUS <br />
SKETCHES</span></h1>
<p class="center"><span style="font-size: x-small;">BY</span></p>
<p class="center">THE BROTHERS</p>
<p class="center"><i>ROBERT and GEORGE CRUIKSHANK</i>,</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_003.jpg" id="i_003.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_003.jpg"
alt="Title Page Decoration" />
</div>
<p class="center"><i>ROBERT SEYMOUR</i>,</p>
<p class="center"><span style="font-size: x-small;">AND OTHERS.</span></p>
<p class="center p2"><span style="font-size: smaller;"><b>London:</b><br />
<span class="smcap">Charles Hindley,<br />
41, Booksellers' Row, St. Clement Danes, Strand, w.c.</span></span></p>
<hr class="chap" />
<h2><span style="font-size: smaller;">THE</span><br />
GALLERY OF COMICALITIES.</h2>
<p>Most of the "<span class="smcap">Comicalities</span>" here re-produced in <i>fac simile</i>
first appeared in the columns of <span class="smcap">Bell's Life in London and
Sporting Chronicle</span> during the years 1827-8 and 9, and
caused an unprecedented increase in the weekly sale of that
journal.</p>
<p>As a painter of <span class="smcap">Life</span> and
<span class="smcap">Nature</span>, in all their truth and
eccentricity, <span class="smcap">George Cruikshank</span> may be truly said to stand
unrivalled, and to be only equalled, even in former times by the
inimitable <span class="smcap">Hogarth</span>. The present Series has been principally
selected from "<span class="smcap">Cruikshank's</span> <i>Illustrations of</i>
<span class="smcap">Time</span> and
<span class="smcap">Phrenology</span>," and his <i>Illustrations</i> to Mr. Wright's
"<span class="smcap">Mornings
at Bow Street</span>" and the sequel entitled "<span class="smcap">More
Mornings at Bow Street</span>"—works which are replete with
wit and humour.</p>
<p><span class="smcap">Robert Cruikshank</span>, the elder brother of George Cruikshank,
Illustrated many books, &c., including Pierce Egan's,
"<span class="smcap">The Finish</span> to the Adventures of
<span class="smcap">Tom, Jerry</span>, and <span class="smcap">Logic</span>, in
their pursuits through <span class="smcap">Life</span> in and out of London," 1827.
Died March 13, 1856. Aged 65 years.</p>
<p><span class="smcap">Robert Seymour</span>, a graphic humourist was born in London,
about the year 1800. He was apprenticed to Mr. Thomas
Vaughan, a pattern-drawer in Spitalfields, and his practice in
that department of art appears to have given him the facility
and accuracy of pencil for which he was afterwards so distinguished.
Within a very short period of fulfilling his term of
apprenticeship, he commenced, on his own account, as a painter
in oils, and must have been tolerably expert at that early age, as
already in the spring of 1822, we find him exhibiting a picture
of some pretensions at the Royal Academy.</p>
<p>He executed various other oil paintings about this period,
but the more pressing demand on his talents was for drawings
on wood, a mode of book illustration then in great vogue. The
various illustrated books and periodicals published for the next
ten or twelve years bespeak his popularity and industry in that
department.</p>
<p>Although Seymour's hands were full of commissions for
drawing on wood, he was always desirous of practice in a more
independent department of art, feeling that the engraver, however
competent, frequently failed to communicate the full force
of his drawing. He, therefore, determined—where possible, on
etching or engraving his own designs on copper or steel. He
was very successful in full length sketches of public characters,
and has left us many life-like portraits of members of the Turf
and Drama between 1830 and 1836.</p>
<p>But of all Seymour's various works his "Humorous Sketches"
were his prime favourites, and will best perpetuate his name.
They were first published between the years 1834 and 1836, in
detached prints at 3d. each, by Mr. Richard Carlisle, of Fleet
Street. The entire collection was subsequently engraved on
steel, and published in 1838, with letterpress description by
Crowquill (Alfred Henry Forrester), the popular humourist of
the day.</p>
<p>Figaro in London—the popular predecessor of Punch, edited
and published by Gilbert A'Beckett from December 1831 to
1836—contains nearly 300 woodcuts after Seymour. They
were also published separately as "Seymour's Caricature
Gallery," and after his death were all re-published on six large
sheets, each containing 20 subjects, as "Seymour's Comic
Scrap Sheets."</p>
<p>Seymour's connection with the publication and illustration
of the now famous Pickwick Papers is well known to the reading
world by the printed statement of Mrs. Seymour, and Charles
Dickens' own account of the origin of the Pickwick Papers, to
need repetition.</p>
<hr class="chap" />
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_007.jpg" id="i_007.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_007.jpg"
alt="Fourteen Illustrations of the Drama" />
</div>
<p class="center">Fourteen<br />
ILLUSTRATIONS<br />
of the<br />
DRAMA<br />
by<br />
<i>Robert Cruikshank</i>.</p>
<hr class="sect" />
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_008.jpg" id="i_008.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_008.jpg"
alt="The Spider and the Fly." />
<div class="caption">THE SPIDER AND THE FLY.
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">Will you walk into my parlour? said the Spider to the Fly,</div>
<div class="verse">'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did see;</div>
<div class="verse">You've only got to pop your head within inside of the door,</div>
<div class="verse">You'll see so many curious things you never saw before!</div>
<div class="verse indent2">Will you, will you, will you, will you,</div>
<div class="verse indent2">Walk in pretty Fly, &c.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<hr class="sect" />
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_1" id="Page_1">[Pg 1]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. I.</strong></p>
<p class="center p1">ILLUSTRATIONS OF THE DRAMA</p>
<p class="center">"WHERE SHALL I DINE."</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_009.jpg" id="i_009.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_009.jpg"
alt="Where Shall I Dine." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 38em;
"><i>R. Cruikshank.</i></span></div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Where shall I dine? Would I could tell,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">For, hungry, faint, and weary,</div>
<div class="verse">It is to me, I know full well,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">An all-important query.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Thou Man of Flank! a <span class="smcap">CUT</span> of thine</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Would silence hunger's call;</div>
<div class="verse">But a Friend's, <span class="smcap">CUT</span> alas! is mine,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"The unkindest cut of all."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">O for a herring, dainty fish!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Or tender lambkin's fry;</div>
<div class="verse">But as in vain for <span class="smcap">MEAT</span> I wish,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">'Tis <span class="smcap">MEET</span> that I should sigh.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Ere by the freaks of Fortune floor'd,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Such was my former luck,</div>
<div class="verse">That under many a friendly board</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">My trotters I could tuck.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Now, though at dining hour I go,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">From house to house I roam,</div>
<div class="verse">My rap too well the servants know,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And "Master's not at home."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">'Tis getting cold, and wet, and dark,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To fate I must resign;</div>
<div class="verse">Duke Humphrey calls me to the Park,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And with his Grace I'll dine.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_2" id="Page_2">[Pg 2]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. II.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"THE PILOT."</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_011.jpg" id="i_011.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_011.jpg"
alt="The Pilot." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 38em;
"><i>R. Cruikshank.</i></span></div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Thou, guardian Pilot of the night,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">One favour we would ax—</div>
<div class="verse">Tell us, old Cock, and tell us right,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Where we can get some Max?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">We need the skilful pilot's aid</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Amid the billows' roar,</div>
<div class="verse">And pilots still I find, old Blade,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Are handy lads ashore.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Then steer us for a friendly port</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And keep the wessel steady,</div>
<div class="verse">And you shall have a dram of short—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">In brandy, rum, or Deady.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">With bread and cheese I'll stow your hold;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I likes a hearty grubber;</div>
<div class="verse">But, shiver me, it's getting cold,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">So take the helm, you lubber.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Come, Poll, my buxom wench make sail,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I'm one as never fears man,</div>
<div class="verse">To reach our port we cannot fail</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">With such an able steersman.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Then come, old Boy, there's nought to pay,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">For I will be your banker;</div>
<div class="verse">Nor do I care how long you stay</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Wherever we cast anchor.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[Pg 3]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. III.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"IS HE JEALOUS?"</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_013.jpg" id="i_013.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_013.jpg"
alt="Is He Jealous" />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"O fly with me, my lady fair—</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">I love and I adore you;</div>
<div class="verse">Henceforth the heart and fortune share</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Of him who kneels before you.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Then listen to thy lover's vows,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Nor of vain scruples tell us;</div>
<div class="verse">Why care a pin about your spouse—</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Confound him!—is he jealous?"</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Go, get you gone, you naughty man,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Nor dare attempt my virtue;</div>
<div class="verse">I hide my blushes with my fan,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Yet I've no wish to hurt you."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Then, gay Lothario! persevere—</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Still urge thy passion brisker;</div>
<div class="verse">Nor dread an interloper here,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Thou man of bushy whisker!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">If, armed with poker and with pop,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Poor Spouse should be so rude now</div>
<div class="verse">As at this moment in to drop,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Faith! wouldn't he intrude now?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">O, married dames! when lovers' sighs</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Steal softly on your ear,</div>
<div class="verse">Shun the temptation, if you're wise—</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">The Devil's always near.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[Pg 4]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. IV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"MACBETH."</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_015.jpg" id="i_015.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_015.jpg"
alt="Macbeth." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"What fearful vision strikes thy sight,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">What phantom haunts thy brain,</div>
<div class="verse">That thus thou startest with affright,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Thou sooty-visaged Thane?"</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"No dagger stained with blood I view,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">To fill my soul with dread;</div>
<div class="verse">But <span class="smcap">SPIRITS</span> pale of RUIN BLUE</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Of <span class="smcap">Deady</span>—not the
<span class="smcap">DEAD</span>—</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"To clutch thee how this breast doth throb,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Thou source of purest pleasure,</div>
<div class="verse">Fain would I wash my sooty gob</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">From yon Imperial measure!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Soon may the cordial <span class="smcap">MAX</span> be mine,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">My sinking heart to cheer;</div>
<div class="verse">So my grim soul no more shall pine</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">On <span class="smcap">Intermediate</span> Beer.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"And when the <span class="smcap">FLUID</span>
warms my <span class="smcap">FLUE</span>,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Rous'd by the generous stuff,</div>
<div class="verse">I'm —— if I'm the Faker who</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Shall first cry, 'Hold—enough!'"</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. V.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"THE SCHOOL FOR SCANDAL."</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_017.jpg" id="i_017.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_017.jpg"
alt="The School for Scandal" />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 38em;
"><i>R. Cruikshank.</i></span></div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">What relish to the tea you sip,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">How smoothly it goes down,</div>
<div class="verse">If a poor friend has made a slip,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Or suffer'd Fortune's frown.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Well! these are shocking things I hear,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To doubt I much incline;</div>
<div class="verse">At any rate, you know, my dear,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">It's no concern of mine.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"But if such courses folks will chose,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And many do not doubt it,</div>
<div class="verse">For us, you know, there's some excuse,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">If we should talk about it.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"There's something more, I plainly see</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Which you don't chose to utter;</div>
<div class="verse">Do make a confidant of me—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Do take some bread and butter."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Scandal's a most delightful theme—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A spring that ne'er will fail;</div>
<div class="verse">But, Tabitha, you little dream,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">You're scalding Pussy's tail!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Like the wild maniac is your breath—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Of all mankind the pest—</div>
<div class="verse">Who scatters poison, ruin, death,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Then cries, "'Twas but in jest!"</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[Pg 6]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. VI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"EVERY MAN HAS HIS FAULT."</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_019.jpg" id="i_019.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_019.jpg"
alt="Every Man Has His Faults" />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Doctor, thy accents, soft and bland,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Are ever sure to please;</div>
<div class="verse">What female bosom can withstand</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A Parson on his knees?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"No more will I, with drunken sot,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Carry connubial farce on;</div>
<div class="verse">If thou, fond man will share my lot,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And prove an upright Parson.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"With stagg'ring spouse no longer vex'd,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Free from a useless charge,</div>
<div class="verse">Henceforward love shall be the text</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">On which we'll both enlarge."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">A parson, naughty people say,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Is but a sinful elf—</div>
<div class="verse">Like road-post, pointing out the way</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">He never takes himself.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"O, come and bless these Reverend arms,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Nor scorn my holy vows;</div>
<div class="verse">Why did hard Fate bestow such charms</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Upon a drunken spouse.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"O, can it be a fault to love</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A lady so divine?</div>
<div class="verse">Then, by the powers that reign above,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I own that fault is mine."</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. VII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"LOVE, LAW, AND PHYSIC."</p>
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alt="Love, Law, and Physic." />
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<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">"But love is blind, and lovers cannot see</div>
<div class="verse">The petty follies that themselves commit."</div>
<div class="right"><span style="font-size: x-small;">SHAKESPEARE.</span></div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Lady, the Patient's very ill,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"The pulse is sinking fast,</div>
<div class="verse">"'Tis really time to make his will,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"I'm sure he cannot last.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Though, as we bear him to his grave,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"Your grief you cannot smother,</div>
<div class="verse">"As one man's life I cannot save,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"I'll soon provide another."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">This language we might well suppose,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Would at such time have shock'd her;</div>
<div class="verse">But the poor Lady's looks disclose</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">No wrath towards the Doctor.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Then, Lawyer, all in vain you sue,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">For Physic must succeed,</div>
<div class="verse">And what, alas! remains for you?</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The WILL—without the <span class="smcap">DEED</span>.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. VIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"RAISING THE WIND."</p>
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alt="Raising the Wind." />
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<i>R. Cruikshank.</i></span></div>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">A long farewell my breeks of shag;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">It grieves me to the heart,</div>
<div class="verse">To doom thee to a Hebrew's bag—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">But you and I must part.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">No more thy substance, smooth and warm,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Shall shield me from the weather;</div>
<div class="verse">And I must bear the pelting storm,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">With bare and breekless nether.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">The loss 'tis needless to deplore,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To my hard fate I bow,</div>
<div class="verse">I was an Irishman before,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I am a Scotsman now.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Poverty in this vale of woe</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Some strange acquaintance brings;</div>
<div class="verse">And Poverty full well I know</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Makes people do strange things.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Why doth yon Nymph with warming pan</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Parade the streets about?</div>
<div class="verse">To raise the needful as she can—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To put it up the spout!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">How many noble, good, and wise,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Are turn'd in life adrift—</div>
<div class="verse">Forced their last <span class="smcap">SHIRT</span> to sacrifice,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To make another <span class="smcap">SHIFT</span>.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. IX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"MEASURE FOR MEASURE."</p>
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<img src="images/i_025.jpg"
alt="Measure for Measure." />
<div class="caption">"Measures, not men, have always been my mark."
<div><span style="margin-left: 20em;">
<span class="smcap">Goldsmith.</span>—<i>The Good-Natured Man.</i></span></div>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Die! dastard Snip—that mortal thrust</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Shall perforate thy lungs,</div>
<div class="verse">And lay thee prostrate in the dust,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Thou proudest of the Dungs!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"No more, among my cross-legg'd band,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Thy schemes shall gender strife;</div>
<div class="verse">And ne'er again thy rebel hand</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Attempt thy master's life!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Where, now, are all thy idle boasts?</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">This blow shall introduce</div>
<div class="verse">Thy Spirit where the Tailor ghosts</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Eat visionary goose!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Down, Traitor! to thy native Hell!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Fresh treasons there to plan—</div>
<div class="verse">With recreant spectre Snips to dwell—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Thou fraction of a man!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Ye restless Dungs of spirit rough,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">From this example know—</div>
<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">One active measure</span> is enough</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To lay a traitor low!"</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. X.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"THE BOTTLE IMP."</p>
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alt="The Bottle Imp." />
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<div class="verse">Imp of the Bottle! appear, appear,</div>
<div class="verse">Arm'd with fresh fluid our souls to cheer;</div>
<div class="verse">Thy features with mirth and good humour beaming,</div>
<div class="verse">Thy nectar luscious, and bright and creaming—</div>
<div class="verse">What is the name of the Bottle Sprite?</div>
<div class="verse">The Star of the Colonnade—Charley Wright.</div>
<div class="verse">Long be the precious beverage quaff'd!</div>
<div class="verse">Open your lips to receive the draught.</div>
<div class="verse">The magic power of the bright Champagne</div>
<div class="verse">Shall sooth the spirit and fire the brain;</div>
<div class="verse">And trouble and grief will vanish quite</div>
<div class="verse">From the happy realms of the Bottle Sprite.</div>
<div class="verse">To those who have long been estrang'd from mirth,</div>
<div class="verse">And weary moments have pass'd on earth;</div>
<div class="verse">On whom the storm of adversity lowers,</div>
<div class="verse">While, in secret, they sigh for happier hours,</div>
<div class="verse">O let not the Bottle Imp whisper in vain;</div>
<div class="verse">There's a cure for all care in this bright Champagne;</div>
<div class="verse">As the mist on the mountain melts away</div>
<div class="verse">At the radiant beams of the God of Day,</div>
<div class="verse">So, when the nectar hath brightened the heart,</div>
<div class="verse">The shadows of pain and sorrow depart,</div>
<div class="verse">And all the Blue Devils must wing their flight,</div>
<div class="verse">When a cork is drawn by the Bottle Sprite.</div>
<div class="verse">Imp of the Bottle! still gild our hours—</div>
<div class="verse">So shall our pathway be strew'd with flowers;</div>
<div class="verse">Harmony uninterrupted shall reign,</div>
<div class="verse">And the watchword for pleasure be "Wright's Champagne."</div>
<div class="verse">And be it our duty as well as delight,</div>
<div class="verse">To honour the draughts of the Bottle Sprite.</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"THE RIVALS."</p>
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alt="The Rivals" />
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<div class="verse">"Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt;</div>
<div class="verse">Nothing's so hard but search will find it out."</div>
<div class="right"><span style="font-size: x-small;">
<span class="smcap">Robert Herrick.</span></span></div>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Fond Youths, ah! how shall I decide</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">According to your merit?—</div>
<div class="verse">Who shall the Seaman's <span class="smcap">FLESH</span> deride—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Or who, the Parson's <span class="smcap">SPIRIT</span>?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">When the bold Tar proceeds to tell</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">His tale of amorous pain,</div>
<div class="verse">'Tis hard that one who pleads so well</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Should ever plead in vain.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And when his suppliant rival sighs,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">How can I say forbear!</div>
<div class="verse">Who can resist his piercing eyes,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Or scorn a Parson's prayer?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Ah! either lover to refuse</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">My virgin heart is loth;</div>
<div class="verse">And where it is so hard to choose,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">'Tis well to cut you both!</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"LOVE LAUGHS AT LOCKSMITHS."</p>
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alt="Love Laughs at Locksmiths." />
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<div class="verse">"Hasty marriage seldom proveth well."</div>
<div class="right"><span style="font-size: x-small;">
<span class="smcap">Shakespeare.</span></span></div>
<div class="verse p1">"Marriageable foolish wenches are troublesome troops to keep."</div>
<div class="right"><span style="font-size: x-small;">
<span class="smcap">Old Saw.</span></span></div>
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<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Come to my arms, my blushing maid,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Nor heed the padlock's strength;</div>
<div class="verse">Our love defies the Blacksmith's trade,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And I am yours—<span class="smcap">AT LENGTH</span>!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Anon, the padlock we'll remove,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">From where it lately hung;</div>
<div class="verse">And, if a scolding wife you prove,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I'll clap it on your tongue!</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">OTHELLO.</p>
<p class="center">"OTHELLO'S OCCUPATION'S GONE."</p>
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alt="Othello's Occupation's Gone." />
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<i>R. Cruikshank.</i></span></div>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">What, Mungo! laid upon the shelf!</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">You seem in piteous plight,</div>
<div class="verse">Like your own broom you're stumpt yourself—</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Poor Massa Lilywhite!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">You thrive far better in a shower</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Than in the sunny shine—</div>
<div class="verse">A plague upon the Comet's power,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">That makes the days so fine!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Yet strive your drooping heart to raise,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Your sinking soul to cheer;</div>
<div class="verse">For muddy streets and dirty days</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Will very soon be here.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And when those sloppy hours return,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Wealth shall be yours anon;</div>
<div class="verse">Nor poor Othello longer morn</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">His occupation gone.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XIV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"HIGH LIFE BELOW STAIRS."</p>
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<img src="images/i_035.jpg"
alt="High Life Below Stairs" />
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Fair Nymph of the perspiring brow,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Let these vain scruples cease,</div>
<div class="verse">While on thy rosy lips I now</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Imprint the kiss of peace.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"O! let the ardent sighs you hear,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">The vows of love I utter,</div>
<div class="verse">Steal gently on thy willing ear,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">As smooth as melted butter.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Always spare diet must be wrong—</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">'Tis weary, stale, and flat;</div>
<div class="verse">And having lived on lean so long,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">'Tis time I turn to fat."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"O vile, unworthy man! forbear—</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Such conduct who can brook?</div>
<div class="verse">Thus to desert thy lady fair,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">To hug a greasy cook!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"I cannot to such wrongs submit,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">But soon will clear the coast—</div>
<div class="verse">Hence, vile Sultans of the Spit!</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">For I will rule the roast.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"And never let me see you more,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">As thus I've caught you tripping—</div>
<div class="verse">I didn't know my lord before</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Had such a love for dripping."</div>
</div>
</div>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</a></span></p>
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<img src="images/i_037.jpg"
alt="The Drunkard's Progress" />
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<p class="center">
THE<br />
<i>DRUNKARD'S<br />
PROGRESS</i>,<br />
<br />
IN<br />
TWELVE STEPS,<br />
<br />
FROM<br />
DESIGNS<br />
<br />
BY<br />
ROBERT SEYMOUR.<br />
<br />
<i>Circa 1829.</i></p>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE DRUNKARD'S PROGRESS.</p>
<p class="center">STEP THE FIRST</p>
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alt="Step the First" />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 38em;
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<i>Robert Seymour.</i></span></div>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">The March of Intellect implies</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">That men begin to think—</div>
<div class="verse">I leave their wisdom to the wise,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And sing the March of Drink!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Now let us make it our employ</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The Drunkard's course to scan;</div>
<div class="verse">And mark the habits in the boy</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Which ripen in the man:</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Observe! this hopeful Sprig of Snip's</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">By stealth has seized the gin—</div>
<div class="verse">Applies the bottle to his lips,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And sucks the poison in.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Drink deep, thou liquor-loving brat!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Nor spare the cordial drop,</div>
<div class="verse">While the old folks enjoy their chat,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And gossip in the shop.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">They taught thee first to love the juice,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And prove the maxim true,</div>
<div class="verse">That sauce for gander and for goose</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Is sauce for gosling too!</div>
</div>
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</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XVI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE SECOND.</p>
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<img src="images/i_041.jpg"
alt="Step the Second." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 38em;
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<i>Robert Seymour.</i></span></div>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"My Dear, the morning's cold and raw,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And as I cannot stop,</div>
<div class="verse">Make haste, the daffy bottle draw,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And let us have a drop.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Our little boy all fume and fret</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I can't abide to see—</div>
<div class="verse">You and I always loved a wet,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And wherefore shouldn't he?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Cut out for drinking he appears,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The feeling gives me pleasure;</div>
<div class="verse">Then never mind his tender years,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">But give him ample measure."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And, Mrs. Snip, wet both his eyes;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">So shall the lad inherit</div>
<div class="verse">His mother's thirsty properties,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And all his father's spirit!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">For ways in which a child should go</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To train him it is fit;</div>
<div class="verse">And as he grows in years, we know</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">He won't depart from it.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XVII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE THIRD.</p>
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<img src="images/i_043.jpg"
alt="Step the Third." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 38em;
">
<i>Robert Seymour.</i></span></div>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">White Conduit! in thy alcoves green,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">While softly sighs the summer gale,</div>
<div class="verse">How many Nymphs and Swains are seen</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To sip their tea or swig their ale!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And weekly here at Sabbath's close</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The Hebrew gay ones still resort—</div>
<div class="verse">The taudry Belles and Dingy Beaux</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Their party-colour'd togs to sport.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Why should not Snip, our man of measure,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">With Spouse and Darling wander here?</div>
<div class="verse">To pass a Sunday eve in pleasure,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To blow a cloud and taste the beer!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And let young Hopeful have his fill—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">His rising spirit why control?</div>
<div class="verse">"I loves," cries Snip, "to see him swill—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">It makes the boy so very droll:</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Then seize the jug, and do not spare!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">But be awake, thou man of stitches,</div>
<div class="verse">Or, by the powers, your hopeful Heir</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Will spill the liqour on your breeches."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">The rapid course of time we know;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Why waste it then in dry reflection?</div>
<div class="verse">Another week, no doubt, will show</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Some farther progress to perfection.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XVIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE FOURTH.</p>
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alt="Step the Fourth" />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 38em;
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<i>Robert Seymour.</i></span></div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Go on and prosper, knowing lads!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">In life there's nothing like variety,</div>
<div class="verse">To see thee makes my spirit glad,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">In such respectable society.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Let every care disperse in smoke,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Each anxious thought in beer be drown'd,</div>
<div class="verse">While you enjoy your game, and smoke—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Top-sawyer of the skittle-ground.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Boy, bring the heavy, for I'm dry,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"And scrape a little ginger in it;</div>
<div class="verse">"And now I'm ready for a shy</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"At knock 'em down, and bet I'll win it.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"How much more pleasant to be here,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"With friends to drink a social drop</div>
<div class="verse">"Of Wyatt's ale, or Barclay's beer,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"Than plodding in a humbug shop!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"'Twas Dad that taught me first to swill,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"(Come pass the pewter pot, and end it),</div>
<div class="verse">"And, whilst there's money in the till,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"The ould un knows that I will spend it."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Careers so brilliant why impede?</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Vain every effort to instruct you!</div>
<div class="verse">But we shall learn as we proceed,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To what these courses must conduct you.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XIX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE FIFTH.</p>
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<img src="images/i_047.jpg"
alt="Step the Fifth" />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Nymph of the Bar, accept my vows,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And by that glass of cordial Deady,</div>
<div class="verse">In me you'll find a faithful spouse</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">For love and liqour always ready.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Let those two worthies have a dram,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">For, though I'm getting rather mellow,</div>
<div class="verse">You'll always find me, as I am,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A d—d good natured jolly fellow.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Come, keep the chalks all right, old dame,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I've got another glass before me—</div>
<div class="verse">If I like max, am I to blame?</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Why daddy did the same before me."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Lauk, sir, you take me by surprise—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">But some men have a way so winning—</div>
<div class="verse">You guess my wishes by my eyes—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I'm nearly tir'd of liquor spinning.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"I cannot bear to answer—No;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And as it's cold and sloppy weather,</div>
<div class="verse">Do let us have, before you go,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A drop of Cherry-bounce together."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Short be your courtship, worthy pair,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">With all the happiness you merit;</div>
<div class="verse">When both such <span class="smcap">CORDIAL</span> feelings share,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">No doubt it will proceed with
<span class="smcap">SPIRIT</span>.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE SIXTH.</p>
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<img src="images/i_049.jpg"
alt="Step the Sixth." />
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<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Farewell to courtship's happy hours!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Hail to the joys of wedded life—</div>
<div class="verse">How soon the sweets have turned to sours!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A drunken Husband—scolding Wife.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Was it for this fair blooming Maid,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">This scene of sad, domestic jar,</div>
<div class="verse">That, by the wiles of man betray'd,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">You left the tap room and the bar?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Why, thou unworthy slave of drink!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Thy partner's peace thus plant a dagger in,</div>
<div class="verse">And hastening to destruction's brink,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Steer homeward's nightly drunk and staggering?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"You filthy wretch, what! drunk again—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Too soon will poverty assail us;</div>
<div class="verse">Can't you a single night refrain</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">From tippling in that cursed ale-house?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"You little dream, you worthless sot,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">What mischief o'er your head is brewing,</div>
<div class="verse">You'll part with everything we've got</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And bring your wife and child to ruin."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Why that I'm fresh can't be denied,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">But steady, my good wench, go steady—</div>
<div class="verse">For, by that flask you seek to hide,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To <span class="smcap">RUIN</span> you have got already!"</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE SEVENTH.</p>
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<img src="images/i_051.jpg"
alt="Step the Seventh." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 38em;
">
<i>Robert Seymour.</i></span></div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Old Snip deceas'd, his hopeful heir,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To earn an honest bob,</div>
<div class="verse">Has open'd shop for leather ware,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And turned a drunken Snob:</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"A pair of dancing slippers bring—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Let them be small enough;</div>
<div class="verse">I wish to have them quite the thing,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And let the soles be buff."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Buff soles I haven't in my shop;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">All that were here are gone;</div>
<div class="verse">But, Madam, here's a prime buff top—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Do please to try it on."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"How dare you treat a Lady so?</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Begone, you saucy brute!</div>
<div class="verse">Your conduct all the town shall know—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Try on a fellow's boot!"</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Why, Ma'am, you're somewhat out of tune,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And rather too particular;</div>
<div class="verse">I've had a drop this afternoon,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And can't stand perpendicular.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"You see, Ma'am, I'm a jolly dog—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">My throat is always dry;</div>
<div class="verse">And when I've had my whack of grog,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Why, 'damn the shop!' say I."</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE EIGHTH.</p>
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<img src="images/i_053.jpg"
alt="Step the Eighth." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 38em;
">
<i>Robert Seymour.</i></span></div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Behold our thirsty hero now,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To keep the game up always zealous,</div>
<div class="verse">With all his honours on his brow,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And Chairman of the <span class="smcap">Funny Fellows</span>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"I humbly move," cries Lawyer Glum,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"That all our glasses charg'd may be—</div>
<div class="verse">I can't sit any longer dumb—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">'The Chairman's health with three times three.'</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"We know him for a jovial boy—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Long may he flourish at our mess,</div>
<div class="verse">And still continue to enjoy</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Prosperity—Health—Happiness."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Hurra!" cries Ellwide, "here's his health:</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">We'll give the bowl of punch no quarter—</div>
<div class="verse">Thro' life, in poverty or wealth,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I'll stick to him like bricks and mortar."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"While I've a tanner in my till,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Or in my purse can sport a bob,</div>
<div class="verse">I'll vow eternal friendship still,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And share my stock with honest Snob."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Friendship's a most endearing tie,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Unless it comes your cash to borrow,</div>
<div class="verse">Then all its bright attractions die</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">With "Can't you call again to-morrow?"</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE NINTH.</p>
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<img src="images/i_055.jpg"
alt="Step the Ninth." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 38em;">
<i>Robert Seymour.</i></span></div>
</div>
<p class="center">EMBARRASSMENT.</p>
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<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Would you a Sov'reign's value know—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Let this be quickly done;</div>
<div class="verse">To some dear friend or neighbour go,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And try to borrow one.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Now drunkenness has had its day,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Snob's ways and means grow taper;</div>
<div class="verse">But why not friendship's call obey,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And draw his pal the draper?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Ellwide, this morning I've dropp'd in—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Our trade is very slack;</div>
<div class="verse">For that I shouldn't care a pin,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">But I've a bill come back.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Any loose cash you have to spare,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I wish that you would lend;</div>
<div class="verse">In these dilemmas I'm aware</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">There's nothing like a friend."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Cries Ellwide, while his bag of blunt</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">He hides from hapless Snob,</div>
<div class="verse">"Thro' the whole house if you were to hunt</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">You wouldn't find a bob.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"I'm sorry it should happen so,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">But poverty's no crime;</div>
<div class="verse">You're always welcome here, you know—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Look in some other time.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXIV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE TENTH.</p>
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<img src="images/i_057.jpg"
alt="Step the Tenth." />
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<i>Robert Seymour.</i></span></div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Oh! many are the ills of life,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Past, present, and to come—</div>
<div class="verse">Debt, want of cash, a scolding wife,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And last, not least, a Bum.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Ah! who can tell, but those who know</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Of poverty the pangs,</div>
<div class="verse">When, floored by fate, to quod we go,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">In ruthless Bailiff's fangs?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"And must I, then, to prison go,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"And leave my wife and cub?</div>
<div class="verse">"Farewell to larking and to grog—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Farewell my Funny Club.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"The sun of jollity has set,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"And ruin's day has risen;</div>
<div class="verse">"Alack a day! that love of wet</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"Should drive a man to prison."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Clean'd out, and down upon your luck,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">'Tis needless to complain;</div>
<div class="verse">And publican and butcher Pluck</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Present their bills in vain.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Now, blow my carcase, things look queer,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"This here's a pretty job;</div>
<div class="verse">"Two rare long bills for meat and beer—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"You've done us, Master Snob."</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE ELEVENTH.</p>
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<img src="images/i_059.jpg"
alt="Step the Eleventh." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 38em;">
<i>Robert Seymour.</i></span></div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Oh! how delightful is the hour</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">That sets the hapless Debtor free;</div>
<div class="verse">When, rescued from the Gaoler's power,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">He breaths the air of liberty!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Dejected, pale, and worn with grief,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Deserted by each sunshine friend,</div>
<div class="verse">Where shall poor Snob obtain relief?</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">How shall his prison troubles end?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Cheer up thy drooping heart, old boy.</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And bid thy partner dry her tears;</div>
<div class="verse">On thee hath dawn'd a day of joy—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A brother and a friend appears.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">He comes to ope thy prison door,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To save thee in the hour of sadness—</div>
<div class="verse">Thy fainting spirit to restore,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And cheer it with the oil of gladness.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">With fortune's favours blest again,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Thy sky no more is overcast—</div>
<div class="verse">From drink and Funny Clubs refrain,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And take sad warning by the past.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">So shall you shun domestic strife,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And discord's angry tongue shall cease;</div>
<div class="verse">And brightly, at the close of life,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Your sun shall set in joy and peace.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXVI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE LAST.</p>
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<img src="images/i_061.jpg"
alt="Step the Last." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 38em;">
<i>Robert Seymour.</i></span></div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Can this poor sinking wretch be he</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Of Funny Clubs the pride—</div>
<div class="verse">The man of cribbage, grog, and glee,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Who ne'er his liquor shy'd?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Farewell to Mirth? Disease and Death</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Are staring in his face;</div>
<div class="verse">And feebly now he draws his breath—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">His pulse declines apace.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">The Doctor gives no hopes, alas!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The case admits no doubt,</div>
<div class="verse">Thou dropsied victim of the glass,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Thy glass is nearly out.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">The star of joy has set in night,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And drink has done for Snob;</div>
<div class="verse">And neighbour Coffin, opposite,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Is gaping for a job.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Unhappy man! the game is up;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Thy moments number'd here;</div>
<div class="verse">Thy Spouse hath brought the stirrup cup;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Departure's hour is near.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">The Drunkard's progress may be slow—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">'Tis always insecure;</div>
<div class="verse">And, by experience sad, we know</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The termination sure.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</a></span></p>
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<img src="images/i_063.jpg"
alt="The Pugilist's Progress in Nine Steps." />
</div>
<p class="center">
THE<br />
PUGILIST'S<br />
PROGRESS,<br />
<br />
IN<br />
<br />
Nine Steps<br />
<i>ROBERT SEYMOUR.</i>
</p>
<hr class="sect" />
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[Pg 29]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXVII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE PUGILIST'S PROGRESS.</p>
<p class="center">STEP THE FIRST.</p>
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<img src="images/i_065.jpg"
alt="Step the First." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 38em;">
<i>Robert Seymour.</i></span></div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And, oh! it is a pleasant thing</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To mark the dawn of merit,</div>
<div class="verse">And the progressive march to sing</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Of true pugnacious spirit.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">The future Champion first observe,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A thriving lusty sprout,</div>
<div class="verse">Boldly and with unshrinking nerve,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Attack his nurse's snout.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Truly 'tis early days to bruise;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Yet manfully he strives</div>
<div class="verse">And with effect he seems to use</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">His little bunch of fives.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Go it, you hardest, hopeful kid!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Bestow another teaser;</div>
<div class="verse">Those active mawleys why forbid</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To tap your nurse's sneezer?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Go on and prosper in your race—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">When childhood's hours are gone,</div>
<div class="verse">Your after years will ne'er disgrace</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The promise of their dawn.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">May milling honours soon be thine—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Soon may you learn to fib;</div>
<div class="verse">And may your fame in history shine,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">With that of Spring and Cribb.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[Pg 30]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXVIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE SECOND.</p>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Alas! since Cain and Abel's day,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I tell it with a sigh,</div>
<div class="verse">Brothers will cross each other's way,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Turn to, and have a shy.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Where'er we cast our eyes around,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Throughout this vale of tears,</div>
<div class="verse">Bones of contention will be found</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To set them by the ears.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">The bone, as here, may be a taw;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">With some, estates or wives;</div>
<div class="verse">Some settle their disputes by law,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And others with their fives.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">'Tis said, a truly pleasing sight</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Are brethren that agree;</div>
<div class="verse">But angry brethren matched to fight</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Are not so well to see.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">How fearlessly our milling sprout</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Again has got to work,</div>
<div class="verse">And sarving his big brother out,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Has fairly drawn his cork.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Soon in a higher sphere he'll move,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">His pluck requires no spur;</div>
<div class="verse">And none can doubt that he will prove</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">An ugly customer.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[Pg 31]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXIX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE THIRD</p>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">The force of reason's out of date,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I sing the force of fist,</div>
<div class="verse">Which carries with it such a weight,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">That nothing can resist.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Then idle is the hackneyed chaff</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">About the march of mind;</div>
<div class="verse">The boxer in his sleeve may laugh—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">He leaves that march behind.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">To bruising fame aspiring still,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Why should his ardour cool?</div>
<div class="verse">Our hero has contrived to mill</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The Champion of the School.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And there in triumph he appears,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">With victory elate;</div>
<div class="verse">While his opponent, drown'd in tears,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Bemoans his hapless fate.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">The tribute of our praise receive,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">For you have earned it now;</div>
<div class="verse">And victory, ere long shall weave</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Fresh laurels for your brow.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And as we clearly see your bent,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Be sure throughout your course,</div>
<div class="verse">Instead of force of argument,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Your argument is force.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE FOURTH.</p>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">At the true St. Giles's slang,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Of eloquence the soul,</div>
<div class="verse">Few worthies, I believe, can bang</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The Men of Dust and Coal.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Go it, your hardest, Dusty Bob,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">For once you're not awake;</div>
<div class="verse">Our Hero soon your precious nob</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Will spoil, and no mistake!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Tho' a mere novice on the town,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I'll bet he beats you hollow;</div>
<div class="verse">Two Coveys are already down—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And 'tother soon must follow.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Egad! your topsails must be lower'd,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I think you've caught a tartar;</div>
<div class="verse">What! three to one, and yet be floor'd!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">My Pinks! what are you after?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Pursue, brave youth, your bold career,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Victorious o'er each foe;</div>
<div class="verse">To look at, tho' you're rather queer,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">You're very good to go.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Your sturdy frame and courage high</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Require a little science—</div>
<div class="verse">Then up your Castor you may shy,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And bid the Ring defiance.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[Pg 33]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXXI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE FIFTH.</p>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">As candid dealing is my plan,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I mention without blushing,</div>
<div class="verse">You'll scarcely meet a fighting man</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">That isn't fond of lushing.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And whether it is beer or gin,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">There cannot be a doubt,</div>
<div class="verse">That when the liquor enters in,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Discretion marches out.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Our Hero, from a row or spree</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Always the last to shirk,</div>
<div class="verse">With a prime Fancy Cove we see</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Go manfully to work.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">With all his skill and all his strength,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The latter seems distress'd,</div>
<div class="verse">And, meeting with his match at length,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Will come off second best.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Then ponder well, you fighting men,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Nor at the yokels scoff,</div>
<div class="verse">Or by a novice, now and then,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">You may get polished off.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Then persevere, my hero tough,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Your manly course pursue,</div>
<div class="verse">For, with a foe, however rough,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Your game must bring you through.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXXII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE SIXTH</p>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Hail to the Ring, for I am one</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">That love the Fancy's freaks,</div>
<div class="verse">And Fate preserve the fistic fun,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">From Parsons and from Beaks!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">For I remember well the time,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The golden age of fight,</div>
<div class="verse">When poor old Dan was in his prime,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And Johnson's star was bright:</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Then, disregarding punishment,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">How boldly they went in,</div>
<div class="verse">On victory alone intent,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Each did his best to win!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Then every British Pugilist,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To all foul play averse,</div>
<div class="verse">Settled a fight by weight of fist,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And not by weight of purse.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Reviving those good days of old,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Our gallant Hero see,</div>
<div class="verse">An English boxer's fame uphold,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And crown'd with victory.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">So may you in full splendour shine,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The Stars of fight among,</div>
<div class="verse">And may the Champion's belt be thine,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And may you wear it long!</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXXIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE SEVENTH.</p>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Hurrah! the Champion's belt is thine,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">So may it long remain!</div>
<div class="verse">And when its honours you resign,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Restore it free from stain.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And still your study let it be</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To steer a course that's right;</div>
<div class="verse">As moderate in victory,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">As resolute in fight.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">So, when retiring from the Ring,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Your milling days shall end,</div>
<div class="verse">Your praise the Laureate's muse shall sing—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">You ne'er shall lack a friend.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Let honesty be still your plan,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">That when your race is run,</div>
<div class="verse">The cheers of every Fancy man</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">May hail your setting sun.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Tho' of the Pugilistic tree</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">You've reached the topmost bough,</div>
<div class="verse">Fresh honours still in store may be,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To crown your conqu'ring brow.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">O, let no crossing, while you live,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Your bright escutcheon dim;</div>
<div class="verse">And while this sound advice I give,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I heave a sigh for Jem.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXXIV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE EIGHTH</p>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Our Hero's fighting race is run,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">His course of conquest ends,</div>
<div class="verse">The brightness of his setting sun,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Still cheered by all his friends.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Far pleasanter to tap his beer,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And bid the liquor flow,</div>
<div class="verse">Than tap, with punishment severe,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The claret of a foe.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">His manly conduct, and his game,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Have proudly brought him through;</div>
<div class="verse">And let all Cross Coves see with shame</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">What honesty will do.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Still may prosperity increase;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Blest with a blooming rib—</div>
<div class="verse">May happiness, content, and peace,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Long flourish in his crib.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">There may the Fancy Lads repair,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A friendly bowl to drain—</div>
<div class="verse">To puff their sorrows in the air,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And bid good humour reign.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And let the whining Canter see—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Creature of narrow heart!—</div>
<div class="verse">A man a Pugilist may be,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Yet act a Briton's part.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXXV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">STEP THE NINTH.</p>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Retired from business and the Ring,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">We bid our gallant friend farewell—</div>
<div class="verse">His fame each Fancy Bard shall sing,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And Fancy Legends long shall tell.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">This Silver Cup, brave man, receive—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A tribute to your merit due—</div>
<div class="verse">One sigh of deep regret we heave,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And kindly say—adieu, adieu!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And may the boon we now bestow</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Be hallowed oft with generous wine;</div>
<div class="verse">And may the cup of kindness flow</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To gallant deeds of "auld lang syne."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Ye, who aspire to fistic fame,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And wish a glorious race to run,</div>
<div class="verse">Remember Belcher's deathless name,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And how Tom Cribb his laurels won!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">This maxim strongly I impress—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Let honesty your course direct,</div>
<div class="verse">And, tho' you can't command success,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">You always may command respect.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">If to my warning you're awake,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Whene'er your milling days may end,</div>
<div class="verse">A foe thro' life you'll never make,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And never will you lose a friend!</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</a></span></p>
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<p class="center">
GALLERY<br />
OF<br />
COMICALITIES,<br />
<br />
Embracing humorous<br />
SKETCHES<br />
<br />
BY<br />
<span class="smcap">The Brothers</span><br />
R. and G. CRUIKSHANK,<br />
And others.<br />
<br />
<i>Circa 1827-8-9.</i><br />
</p>
<hr class="sect" />
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXXVI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE SQUIRE CAUGHT IN HIS OWN TRAP:</p>
<p class="center">OR</p>
<p class="center">THE DANGER OF SPRING GUNS.</p>
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alt="The Squire Caught in His Own Trap." />
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Heaven prosper you, most worthy Squire,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And give you strength of nerve</div>
<div class="verse">To guard your hares from poacher's wire,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Your pheasants to preserve.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">With game laws and spring guns prepare</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To bring those rogues to shame,</div>
<div class="verse">Who with unhallowed hand shall dare</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To meddle with your game;</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And set a close and constant watch</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Upon the vile encroachers—</div>
<div class="verse">So may your guns or keepers catch</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The sturdy lawless poachers.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">What, oh! my Squire, can this be you</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">O'ertaken by mishap!</div>
<div class="verse">Capsiz'd by retribution due,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And caught in your own trap!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Ah! fortune plays some curious strokes,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And many a cunning elf,</div>
<div class="verse">Who dug a pit for other folks,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Hath tumbled in himself.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXXVII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE TEMPTATION OF OBADIAH</p>
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<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 38em;">
<i>R. Cruikshank.</i></span></div>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Oh, Damsels! hide those tempting charms!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Kindle not thoughts impure!</div>
<div class="verse">Nor from beloved Rachel's arms</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Her Obadiah lure!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Nay, seek not with enticing words</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">My passions to assail—</div>
<div class="verse">Begone ye naughty dickey-birds,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">For flesh is very frail!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">I cannot bear thy wanton gaze—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">From pinching me abstain—</div>
<div class="verse">I must not walk in crooked ways—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Nor go to Elbow Lane.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">But harsh to thee I will not prove,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Stiff Quaker as I am;</div>
<div class="verse">Truly, I feel my spirit move</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To treat thee with a dram.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">To thy petitions I incline,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Though I abhor the sin:</div>
<div class="verse">Say, wilt thou have a glass of wine</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Or Hodges' cordial gin?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">For I am fairly in thy power,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And hence I cannot flee.</div>
<div class="verse">Oh, Rachel! in this sinful hour</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I must not think of thee.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXXVIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE MAN WOT MENDS THE SOVEREIGN'S WAYS.</p>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"The man wot mends the Sovereign's ways"—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">What will the satire end in?</div>
<div class="verse">The world may learn, with some amaze,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A Sov'reign's ways want mending.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Say, Wellington, can this be you?</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">His Majesty's adviser!</div>
<div class="verse">Who dares so bold a course pursue—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The King's Macadamiser.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">To say what next we may expect</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Would be as weak as vain;</div>
<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Straight-forward</span> dealing don't expect</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">From lads in <span class="smcap">CROOKED-LANE</span>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">What right have folks to understand</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The course that you've chalk'd out?</div>
<div class="verse">Just show the weapon in your hand,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And bid them, "Ax about."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">King Arthur ne'er can do amiss,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Then in your schemes be <span class="smcap">SOLO</span>;</div>
<div class="verse">And let your motto still be this—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"<span class="smcap">Sic jubeo, sic volo.</span>"</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And if the precious Bridge Committee</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Have in expense been rash,</div>
<div class="verse">Punish the upstarts of the City—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2"><span class="smcap">Abridge</span> them of the cash.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[Pg 42]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XXXIX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE MAN WOT DRIVES A PAIR OF HACKS.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_091.jpg" id="i_091.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_091.jpg"
alt="The Man wot Drives a Pair of Hacks." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 38em;">
<i>R. Cruikshank.</i></span></div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">A Coach, your Honor?—Vaterman,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Open the door, my Covey;</div>
<div class="verse">To do vot's right is still my plan,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And better vip ne'er drove ye.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">To doubt my honour, what man dare?</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I'd floor him for his trouble—</div>
<div class="verse">Tho' ven I gets a drunken <span class="smcap">FARE</span>,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">'Tis <span class="smcap">FAIR</span> to charge him double.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Then, as to galloping my prads,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Paddington ne'er surpass'd me—</div>
<div class="verse">Tho' they're a set of knowing lads,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Right as a trivet, blaust me!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">I am a blade that never brags,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And loves a cheerful cup;</div>
<div class="verse">Tho' sometimes Coachee—sometimes nags—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Of course must be <span class="smcap">PULL'D-UP</span>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Of late, we've suffer'd in our trade—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">But grumbling's of no sarvice;</div>
<div class="verse">These vile infernal Cabs have played</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The devil with the Jarvies.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">'Tis time to wash my gob with beer,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Or summat short a dram on—</div>
<div class="verse">For vats the use of standing here,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And pitching so much gammon.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XL.</strong></p>
<p class="center">KING BILLY'S BEER BILL;</p>
<p class="center">OR,</p>
<p class="center">THE THREE B.B.B.'s</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_093.jpg" id="i_093.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_093.jpg"
alt="I Likes a Drop of Good Beer." />
<div class="caption">"I LIKES A DROP OF GOOD BEER."</div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Come, one and all, both great and small,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">With voices loud and clear,</div>
<div class="verse">And let us sing, bless Billy our King,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Who 'bated the tax upon beer.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse indent-1"><i>Chorus.</i>—For I likes a drop of good
beer, I—do's,</div>
<div class="verse indent4">I likes a drop of good beer,</div>
<div class="verse indent3">And —— his eyes whoever tries,</div>
<div class="verse indent4">To rob a poor man of his beer.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Let minister's shape the duty on Cape,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And cause Port wine to be dear,</div>
<div class="verse">So that they keep the bread and meat cheap,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And gives us a drop of good beer.—For I likes, &c.</div>
</div>
<div class="tb">• • • • • </div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Long may King Billy reign,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And be to his subjects dear,</div>
<div class="verse">And wherever he goes we'll wollop his foes,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Only give us a skin full of beer.—For we like, &c.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XLI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">SMELLING A RAT.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_095.jpg" id="i_095.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_095.jpg"
alt="Smelling a Rat." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Here, Nan, you hussy, bring a light,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">What mean this sword and hat?</div>
<div class="verse">Something, I'm certain isn't right—</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">By Heaven's, I smell a rat!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"And soon the vile intruder's fate</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">This cudgel shall determine,</div>
<div class="verse">I'll make it play about his pate,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">And sacrifice the vermin.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Doubtless, that hat must own a head—</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">That swords a sign of guilt,</div>
<div class="verse">And, in the traitress to my bed,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">I'll plunge it to the hilt.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Well for her swain if, to his side,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">His sword had still been buckled,</div>
<div class="verse">In his heart's blood it shall be dy'd</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">For making me a cuckold.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"My wrath shall hurl my victims now</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Down to the realms of Pluto!</div>
<div class="verse">What! shall vile horns disgrace my brow,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">And I be dubbed Cornuto?"</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Ah! why evince, you winning sex,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Such naughty inclination?</div>
<div class="verse">Sure you were only born to vex</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">The Lords of the Creation.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[Pg 45]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XLII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">CONTEMPT.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_097.jpg" id="i_097.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_097.jpg"
alt="Contempt." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Lord bless your Honour, stand a bob,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Our's is a dreadful case:</div>
<div class="verse">In Chancery we've got our nob,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">And cannot leave the place.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Contempt has brought us, as you see,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Into a pretty line—</div>
<div class="verse">God bless your honour, set us free,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">We're tired of Number Nine.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"How should a costermonger pay</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Attorney's bill of fees?</div>
<div class="verse">We haven't got the blunt to-day,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">To buy us bread and cheese.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"There's hardly one of us that knows</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Why here he has been lugged in;</div>
<div class="verse">And with the cold we're nearly froze,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Kind-hearted Mr. Sugden."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">You have the sympathy no doubt,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Of General Solicitor;</div>
<div class="verse">But vain the hope that you'll get out</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Through your illustrious visitor.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Yon luckless dame, in Jailor's claws,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Grabbed with a stock of gin,</div>
<div class="verse">For bold contempt of prison laws</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Will sooner far get in.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[Pg 46]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XLIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">BIRDS OF A FEATHER.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_099.jpg" id="i_099.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_099.jpg"
alt="Birds of a Feather" />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">There's a prime bit of stuff to go,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">No better, or I'm blow'd—</div>
<div class="verse">And narra wehicle I know</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Can pass us on the road.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Kem-arp, my cripple! he's the lad,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To whisk along in style,</div>
<div class="verse">He'll run agin the trotting prad</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And give him half a mile.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Who cares a farden for the veather,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Or if vith rain ve're duck'd;</div>
<div class="verse">Birds of a feather flock together,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And some must soon be pluck'd.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Good judges may be taken in,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And lose their blunt, no doubt;</div>
<div class="verse">And tho' some say Dutch Sam must vin,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Ned Neal may sarve him out.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">He's at his proper fighting veight—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Heavier nor Sam by far;</div>
<div class="verse">Tho' Sam's all right, and no debate,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And fine as any star.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Vell, vin or lose, they'll both do right,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">'Twill be a famous mill;</div>
<div class="verse">I hope no Beak will stop the fight—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Lord save us from a spill.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[Pg 47]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XLIV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">A BEAK.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_101.jpg" id="i_101.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_101.jpg"
alt="A Beak." />
</div>
<p>"Pray, Mr. Editor, what is a Beak?"</p>
<p>"A Beak," says Jem Bee, in his slang Dictionary, "is the
Sitting Magistrate, or one who walks or rides abroad, seeking
whom he may quod, or whose lawful (query, <span class="smcap">UNLAWFUL</span>) amusements
he may curtail."</p>
<p>Here we have a Portrait of a celebrated Gentleman of
this description in the East, together with a couple of his
customers, whose colloquy may be instructive:</p>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Jack, twig that <span class="smcap">ERE</span> swag-bellied Cove,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">With wisage round and sleek—</div>
<div class="verse">You knows him, don't you?"—"Yes, by Jove,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Vy, that's a bloated <span class="smcap">Beak</span>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Knows him! I knows him vel enough,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">And if I don't it's odd:</div>
<div class="verse">A few months back that damn'd old muff</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Committed me to quod!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Vat right has he our schemes to check?</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Vat right—the Devil fish him!</div>
<div class="verse">Lord send he'd break his precious neck—</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">That's all the harm I vish him!"</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[Pg 48]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XLV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">DESCENT OF A BEAK:</p>
<p class="center">OR</p>
<p class="center">FLIGHT OF THE FANCY.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_103.jpg" id="i_103.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_103.jpg"
alt="Descent of a Beak." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Ill-omen'd birds! Is this the way</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">That you enforce the laws,</div>
<div class="verse">To pounce upon your hapless prey</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">With your unhallowed claws?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Your frown the fancy well may dread,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The Ring will soon be no go—</div>
<div class="verse">Why should you take away the bread</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Of Oliver and Fogo?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">To spoil our sport why should you seek,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And for fresh victims prowl?</div>
<div class="verse">By Heaven! I hate a crooked beak,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And a "white feather'd" owl.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">If to all discord you're awake,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">You need not travel far—</div>
<div class="verse">Let your sharp scouts their station take</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Within the Chancery Bar;</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">For there your Worshipfuls might hear</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Some orators harangue</div>
<div class="verse">In terms so virulent and queer</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">That flats would call it slang.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And even you the Great Unpaid,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Are not <i>eadem semper</i>,</div>
<div class="verse">But on occasions, I'm afraid,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Are apt to lose your temper.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XLVI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">MY DARLING DUCK.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_105.jpg" id="i_105.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_105.jpg"
alt="My Darling Duck" />
<div class="caption">
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">Let those love now who never loved before,</div>
<div class="verse">Let those who always loved now love the more.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">O thou, for whom my throbbing heart</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Beats with unceasing thump,</div>
<div class="verse">Thou art the smartest of the smart,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The plumpest of the plump.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Thy breath is fresh as April morn,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Blushing in maiden pride,</div>
<div class="verse">And pearly drops thy brow adorns,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Like fat on bacon fried.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Fain would I woo thee to my arms,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And by this tender chuck,</div>
<div class="verse">I yield a captive to thy charms,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">My darling maid—<span class="smcap">My Duck</span>.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XLVII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">A SELECT VESTRY IN DEEP DISCUSSION.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_107.jpg" id="i_107.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_107.jpg"
alt="A Select Vestry in Deep Discussion." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 43em;">
<i>R. C.</i></span></div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Ye virtuous and voracious few,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I greet ye with respect,</div>
<div class="verse">And every mark of honour due</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To worthies so <span class="smcap">Select</span>!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Ye Parish Potentates, all hail!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Long may your reign endure</div>
<div class="verse">On richest dainties to regale,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Wrung from the starving poor!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Keen be your stomachs, honest souls!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">May plenty crown your board;</div>
<div class="verse">The means by which you swell your jowls</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The <span class="smcap">Parish</span> can afford.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Then be not from your turtle barr'd—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">None but a captious sinner</div>
<div class="verse">Would grudge to men that <span class="smcap">WORK SO HARD</span>!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2"><span class="smcap">A little bit of dinner.</span></div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Your deeds so worthy of applause,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I wish not to expose.</div>
<div class="verse">Now go and wash your greasy paws</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">In water of the rose.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XLVIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">A FLAT BETWEEN TWO SHARPS.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_109.jpg" id="i_109.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_109.jpg"
alt="A Flat Between Two Sharps." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 43em;">
<i>R. C.</i></span></div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Alas, poor Flat! poor Johnny Green!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I pity your sad case;</div>
<div class="verse">Two precious <span class="smcap">Sharps</span> you're now between,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And they are <span class="smcap">THOROUGH BASE</span>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Whate'er your cards it matters not,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">This is no time for grinning;</div>
<div class="verse">For trust me, friend, you havn't got</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The slightest <span class="smcap">CHANCE OF WINNING</span>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Don't fancy you are deep enough,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Tho' fool and rogue no doubt;</div>
<div class="verse">You'll find you were not <span class="smcap">UP TO SNUFF</span>,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">When these have cleaned you out.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And when you mourn your blunt all gone,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">This truth will soon be known;</div>
<div class="verse">That <span class="smcap">HONOUR</span> they don't count upon—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">They win by <span class="smcap">TRICKS</span> alone.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And cards are but the devil's books,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Therefore be wise and shut 'em;</div>
<div class="verse">And when you meet two <span class="smcap">SHUFFLING</span> rooks,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Take my advice and <span class="smcap">CUT</span> 'em.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">And ever be upon your guard,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Or you'll be taken in;</div>
<div class="verse">The <span class="smcap">ACE</span> may be the highest card,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">But <span class="smcap">Knaves</span> are sure to win.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XLIX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">HIGH CHURCH AND LOW CHURCH;</p>
<p class="center">OR,</p>
<p class="center">THE RECTOR AND HIS CURATE.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_111.jpg" id="i_111.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_111.jpg"
alt="Comparisons Are Odious." />
<div class="caption">"COMPARISONS ARE ODIOUS."</div>
</div>
<p>——"The superiority of some men is merely local. They
are great, because their associates are little."—<span class="smcap">Dr. Johnson.</span></p>
<hr class="chap" />
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</a></span></p>
<div class="figcenter"><a name="i_113.jpg" id="i_113.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_113.jpg"
alt="Steamers v. Stages." />
</div>
<p class="center">
STEAMERS <i>v.</i> STAGES;<br />
<br />
OR,<br />
<br />
ANDREW AND HIS SPOUSE.<br />
<br />
AN AQUATIC EXCURSION BY <i>STEAM</i> AND <i>BOAT</i>.<br />
<br />
Illustrated with Humourous Designs<br />
by<br />
ROBERT CRUIKSHANK.</p>
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<div class="verse">I want a name—a name to give my tale,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">For nameless narratives will not be read:</div>
<div class="verse">Books, by their titles, now succeed or fail;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And every <i>tale</i> should have a fitting <i>head</i>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">List then—the <i>title</i> of my Book shall be,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Not <i>Sir</i>, nor yet <i>My Lord</i>, but an "Aquatic</div>
<div class="verse">Trip" to a place that borders on the sea,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">But borders not on aught aristocratic.</div>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. L.</strong></p>
<p class="center">ANDREW AND HIS SPOUSE.</p>
<p class="center">An Aquatic Excursion by <i>Steam</i> and <i>Boat</i>!</p>
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<img src="images/i_115.jpg"
alt="Andrew Scaling." />
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<div class="verse">The hero of my <i>story</i>, which is <i>true</i>,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Was a free-mason of uncommon merits,</div>
<div class="verse">Who kept the Mason's Arms; and there were few</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">More <i>spirited</i> than he in selling <i>spirits</i>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Andrew I wot, for so his name was spelt,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Was born (but this perchance you have surmised)</div>
<div class="verse">In London town:—in Adam Street he dwelt,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Which <i>all</i> Eve's sons have not <i>Mc Adamized</i>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">As scaling—love impell'd, a lofty wall,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">One luckless night, he fell, in vast alarm;</div>
<div class="verse">But caught a beam, and haply <i>broke</i> his fall,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">For which his fall retorting, <i>broke</i> his arm.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">What chances may befal none may foretell;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">All are the sport of destiny unknown;</div>
<div class="verse">Thus Andrew kept the "<i>Mason's Arms</i>" full well,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">But was not able to preserve his <i>own</i>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Still he was not discouraged, even although</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">His love had so unluckily began;</div>
<div class="verse">But taking soon a chance of joy or woe</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">In Hymen's lottery, <i>Andrew</i> drew forth <i>Ann</i>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Quiet they lived, and happily, 'tis said,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">From all domestic strife and discord far;</div>
<div class="verse">Andrew laid down the <i>Law</i>, and Ann obey'd,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">For he, she knew, was bred up to the <i>Bar</i>.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LI.</strong></p>
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alt="Andrew's Scheme." />
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<div class="verse">Quoth Andrew to his wife one summer's day:</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"My dear, if you approve, I have a scheme,</div>
<div class="verse">To take a trip while all the world are gay,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To Margate, love, and we can go by <i>Steam</i>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">My honest cousin John, who is, you know,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A quiet kind of lad, and free from sin,</div>
<div class="verse">Has kindly promised, if we like to go,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">While we are <i>out</i>, to take care of the <i>Inn</i>."</div>
</div>
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<div class="verse">She liked his project much, but did not know</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">That <i>steam</i> was then the order of the age;</div>
<div class="verse">She thought they should, like Fanny Kemble, go,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Or, like the Elephant, upon the <i>stage</i>.</div>
</div>
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<div class="verse">Here Andrew differ'd from his quiet spouse,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Mild as she was, and gentle as he thought her;</div>
<div class="verse">Said he "The <i>steam</i> as every one allows,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Impels one far more quickly through the <i>water</i>."</div>
</div>
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<div class="verse">"But if the boiler burst, which much I fear,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Then we, and all the rest, in air are blown."</div>
<div class="verse">Quoth Andrew, "No: if that should hap, my dear;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Instead of going <i>up</i> we should go <i>down</i>."</div>
</div>
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<div class="verse">"Really, my love," said Ann, "with joke and fun</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">You draw such scenes as surely never man drew,</div>
<div class="verse">And are in fact so <i>merry</i> with your fun,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">That I should take you for a <i>Merry Andrew</i>."</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LII.</strong></p>
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<img src="images/i_119.jpg"
alt="Enbarking on the Steamboat." />
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<div class="verse">Now by the water side—a noted part—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A tavern stands, which men have christen'd "Ship,"</div>
<div class="verse">And hence 'twas needful that our friends should start,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The following day, for their intended trip.</div>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Therefore, when Sol had risen, so had they</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">For they were early, like the sun, and steady:</div>
<div class="verse">And when the <i>Steam-boat came</i> beside the quay,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Andrew, his luggage, and his wife, were ready.</div>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">The hour had now arrived, and all was life:</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The waiter said the <i>packet</i> was <i>afloat</i>;</div>
<div class="verse">The bills were paid, and Andrew and his wife</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Now left the <i>Ship</i>, and hastened to the <i>boat</i>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">They'd no idea of such a crowd i'fecks!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">When they embarked, for no one had yet told'em;</div>
<div class="verse">There were three hundred people on the decks,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The cabin and the <i>hold</i> would hardly <i>hold</i>'em.</div>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">The vessel started soon,—her every chink</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Filled up with luggage, women, boys and men;</div>
<div class="verse">Swiftly she cut the spray, you cannot think</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">What <i>whey</i> (way) she made upon the water then.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Ah, Master Andrew! you could not divine</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The woe of sailing when the wind's not aft;</div>
<div class="verse">Or you'd have been more <i>crafty</i>, I opine,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Than ever to have entered such a <i>craft</i>.</div>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[Pg 57]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LIII.</strong></p>
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<img src="images/i_121.jpg"
alt="The Passengers." />
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<div class="verse">'Twas summer, yet the wind was passing cool;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The Captain frown'd, and looked exceeding cross;</div>
<div class="verse">The vessel, like some boys I knew at school,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Was playing with the waves at <i>pitch</i> and <i>toss</i>.</div>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">There was a dandy there—you scarce could tell</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">It was a wig he wore; the <i>beau</i> did right</div>
<div class="verse">To go to Truefit's, for it fitted well,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">All Truefit's wigs, I'm told, <i>fit true</i> and tight.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Two men were arguing, with wooden legs,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">No doubt each thought the other was mistaken;</div>
<div class="verse">The cabin boy let fall a plate of <i>eggs</i></div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And broke them all, although he saved his <i>bacon</i>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">There were some ladies as it often haps,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Both plebeian and patrician—high and low—</div>
<div class="verse">And Andrew thought that many set their <i>caps</i></div>
<div class="verse indent-2">At the young men, in hopes to catch a <i>beau</i>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">There were some <i>butcher's</i> daughters, wondrous proud</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Of their sweet persons!—pride I must condemn—</div>
<div class="verse">Who once or twice were heard to say aloud,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">That nothing in the ship was <i>meet</i> for them.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Now the good vessel, keeping on her way,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Had one effect on Andrew and his wife;</div>
<div class="verse">Who were, not sick to death, as some would say—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">But sick enough to make them sick of life.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LIV.</strong></p>
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<img src="images/i_123.jpg"
alt="Over the Side." />
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<div class="verse">All this to Andrew and his Spouse, I trow,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Was novelty—and yet it had no charms,</div>
<div class="verse">For both, before the night, were heard to vow</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">They wished they had not left the Mason's Arms.</div>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Close to the rails they stood—and you might see</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Their notions of delight began to waver;</div>
<div class="verse">When Andrew's wife fell over in the sea,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And might have drown'd; but Andrew shouted "Save her!"</div>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Perhaps you think he jumped into the water;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">No, gentle reader, no; that would not do:</div>
<div class="verse"><i>You</i> might have done so for a wife or daughter,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">But <i>you</i> are <i>one</i>, and <i>you</i> and Andrew, <i>two</i>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">But some one seeing that he was no lover</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Of aught save eating, drinking, and his life,</div>
<div class="verse">Came close behind the man and pushed him over,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">With "Don't you see, you brute, go save your wife."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Just at the time a little vessel passed,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">(Andrew had caught his wife)—it was the Percy;</div>
<div class="verse">The captain thought it best to put about,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And <i>take them in</i>, for they were crying mercy!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">The <i>Steam-boat</i> kept her way, although the wind was bad,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Margate they made, the crew cried "That's your sort!"</div>
<div class="verse">The band struck up a tune, the rest were glad</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">As tipplers would be, to get at the <i>Port</i>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">But Andrew and Spouse, just as they were</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">About to sink, and thought that they were undone,</div>
<div class="verse">Got safe on board the Percy—wind was fair,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And the tight little boat, was on its way to London.</div>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LV.</strong></p>
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<img src="images/i_125.jpg"
alt="Back Home." />
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<div class="verse">She soon arrived, of time there was no loss,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The sailors rowed them quickly to the land</div>
<div class="verse">And now, five miles at least from <i>Charing Cross</i>,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Stood Andrew and his Spouse upon the <i>Strand</i>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">They hastened home, for home had many charms;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Thither they went, and none could well go faster;</div>
<div class="verse">For Andrew knew full well the Mason's <i>Arms</i></div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Were always <i>open</i> to receive their master.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">They'd <i>seen</i> enough of <i>sea</i>; and their immersion</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">In the <i>salt-sea</i> wave had pickled them so well,</div>
<div class="verse">They never made another <i>sea</i> excursion;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And therefore <i>you see</i>! I've but little more to tell.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">From that day forth, when Andrew and his wife</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Disputed, which was often it would seem,</div>
<div class="verse">His spouse replied, "Remember, pray, my life,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">That 'tis not always best <i>to go by Steam</i>!"</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">My tale is done,—about a week ago</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">When passing through the City, I heard tell</div>
<div class="verse">That "Andrew and his Spouse" were dead, and so</div>
<div class="verse indent-2"><i>Bow bell</i> was tolling for this <i>Beau</i> and
<i>Belle</i>.</div>
</div>
<div class="center">MORAL.</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Hereafter then, when'er we need advice</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">About a journey to the East or West;</div>
<div class="verse">We must obey our spouses in a trice,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And <i>always do</i> what <i>they</i> imagine best.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LVI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"BEHIND TIME."</p>
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<img src="images/i_127.jpg"
alt="Behibd Time." />
<div class="caption">"<span class="smcap">Procrastination is the Thief of Time.</span>"</div>
</div>
<p>"<i>Coach, Sir! Lord love your soul, the coach has been gone these
three quarters of an hour; it's the most regglarest coach as is, and
always starts to a minute!</i>"</p>
<p>"<i>You dont say so! Lawks! vot a precious row my vife vill
kick up! She's a coming arter me as fast as she can trot!</i>"</p>
<p class="right">
<span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span> "<i>Illustrations of Time</i>."</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[Pg 61]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LVII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"HARD TIMES."</p>
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<img src="images/i_129.jpg"
alt="Macadamites" />
<div class="caption">MACADAMITES.</div>
</div>
<p>"<i>I say, <span class="smcap">Shuffleton</span>, these d—d Overseers pay no respect to
Persons!</i>"</p>
<p>"<i>No, <span class="smcap">Doctor</span>, nor to
<span class="smcap">Parsons</span> either!</i>"</p>
<p class="right">
<span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span> "<i>Illustrations of Time</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LVIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"TERM TIME."</p>
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<img src="images/i_131.jpg"
alt="Term Time" />
<div class="caption">"THE LAWYER AND HIS CLIENTS!"</div>
</div>
<p>"<i>Gentlemen, it was a very fine Oyster, indeed! The Court
awards you a shell each!</i>"</p>
<p class="right">
<span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span> "<i>Illustrations of Time</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[Pg 63]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LIX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"TIME COME!"</p>
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<img src="images/i_133.jpg"
alt="Time Called" />
<div class="caption">"TIME CALLED."</div>
</div>
<p>"<i>Time! Bring him up, <span class="smcap">Tom! Jack</span> can't stand another
round!</i>"</p>
<p>"<i>With a hook! I'm blow'd if he ha'nt 'cut his stick!</i>'"</p>
<p>"<i>A guinea to a shilling on <span class="smcap">Jack</span>! Time's up! It's all over!
<span class="smcap">Jack's</span> won the day! I'm blest if we shan't all be lagged!</i>"</p>
<p class="right">
<span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span> "<i>Illustrations of Time</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[Pg 64]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"TAKING TIME BY THE FORE-LOCK."</p>
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<img src="images/i_135.jpg"
alt="London Conveyancers" />
<div class="caption">"LONDON CONVEYANCERS."</div>
</div>
<p>"<i>I say, <span class="smcap">Bill</span>, I've got his ticker:
pull his precious nob off!</i>"</p>
<p>"<i>I'm sniggered if I don't!</i>"</p>
<p class="right">
<span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span> "<i>Illustrations of Time</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[Pg 65]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"PUDDING TIME."</p>
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<img src="images/i_137.jpg"
alt="A Little Too Late." />
<div class="caption">"A LITTLE TOO LATE."</div>
</div>
<p>"<i>Ha, Snooks, we had given you up altogether!</i>"</p>
<p>"<i>I thought you said four o'clock, my dear fellow?</i>"</p>
<p>"<i>So I did, but it is now five.</i>"</p>
<p>"<i>Yes, but four always means five.</i>"</p>
<p>"<i>Not with those who tell the truth, and as I am one of that
sort, you will know I mean what I say in future; but sit down
'better late than never.'—Mary bring the fragments.</i>"</p>
<p class="right">
<span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span> "<i>Illustrations of Time</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[Pg 66]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"WASTE OF TIME."</p>
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<img src="images/i_139.jpg"
alt="Labour in Vain." />
<div class="caption">"LABOUR IN VAIN."</div>
</div>
<p>"<i>Scrub away, Jenny! I'll warrant we get the dirty toad
white?</i>"</p>
<p>"<i>O, Missee! your water so dam hot, you scald poor Sambo!</i>"</p>
<p>"<i>Drat your black carcase! we'll make something of you at last,
if we skin you! Go it, Molly! rub his life time out!</i>"</p>
<p class="right">
<span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span> "<i>Illustrations of Time</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[Pg 67]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"CHRISTMAS TIMES."</p>
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<img src="images/i_141.jpg"
alt="Boxing Day!" />
<div class="caption">"BOXING DAY!"</div>
</div>
<p>"<i>You arn't the rigglar Dustman, blow ye! For a farden I'd
break your blessed conk!</i>"</p>
<p>"<i>I'm as good a Dustman as you any day in the veek, my tulip!</i>"</p>
<p class="right">
<span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span> "<i>Illustrations of Time</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXIV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE QUEAN WOT CLAIMS THE BREECHES.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_143.jpg" id="i_143.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_143.jpg"
alt="The Quean Wot Claims the Breeches." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 43em;">
<i>G. C.</i></span></div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">The young and old, the short and tall,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">In poverty or riches;</div>
<div class="verse">One common aim prevails with all—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">'Tis who shall wear the breeches!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">This lovely, winning creature scan,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To wives a bright example!</div>
<div class="verse">Mark on the boasted "Rights of Man,"</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">How she presumes to trample,</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Poor Henpeck! what shall shield you now,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">In fortune's fickle weather,</div>
<div class="verse">If you surrender to your frow</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The covering of your nether?</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Reduced by this ignoble deed,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To petticoats' stern sway;</div>
<div class="verse">To play the tyrant is her creed,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And yours is to obey.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Farewell, poor fellow—by the bye,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To keep her system placid,</div>
<div class="verse">Suppose you tip her, on the sly,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A little prussic acid.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">A very moderate dose will do,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To make her calm and quiet:</div>
<div class="verse">And, if you wish to tame that shrew,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Make haste, my boy, and try it.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="right">
<span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span> "<i>Mornings at Bow Street</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[Pg 69]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">SUMMARY DIVORCE.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_145.jpg" id="i_145.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_145.jpg"
alt="Summary Divorce." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 43em;">
<i>G. C.</i></span></div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Now ponder well, ye tender wives,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">As you would shun disasters,</div>
<div class="verse">And as you wish for peaceful lives,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Thwart not your lords and masters.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">If late from home they chance to stop,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Avoid all vain conjectures;</div>
<div class="verse">And, if they've had a little drop,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Refrain from curtain lectures.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">A scolding tongue will ne'er reclaim</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A man from idle courses;</div>
<div class="verse">But often leads to grief and shame,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And Summary Divorces.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">These evils flow from angry words—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Then try not such expedients;</div>
<div class="verse">Besides, you know, you owe your lords</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Love, honour, and obedience!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Ah! tell us, Dame, for what offence</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Your Spouse, in all his glory,</div>
<div class="verse">Is using such strong arguments,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And "a posteriori."</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">What have you said or done, alas!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Or what have you neglected?</div>
<div class="verse">That thus by speedy habeas,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">You're forcibly ejected.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="right">
<span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span> "<i>Mornings at Bow Street</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXVI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">BARRING A BAD CUSTOMER;</p>
<p class="center">OR,</p>
<p class="center">A SCORE BEHIND!"</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_147.jpg" id="i_147.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_147.jpg"
alt="A Score Behind." />
</div>
<p><span class="smcap">Boniface</span>: "<i>Mizzle, you warmint, you an't paid your old score;
No more chalk here!—so take that!</i>"</p>
<p><span class="smcap">Cherry Ripe</span>: "<i>My eye, what a toucher!</i>"</p>
<p class="right">
<span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span> "<i>Mornings at Bow Street</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[Pg 71]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXVII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"TAKING THE LAW IN HER OWN HANDS;</p>
<p class="center">OR,</p>
<p class="center">SERVING AN EJECTMENT ON A TROUBLESOME TENANT."</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_149.jpg" id="i_149.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_149.jpg"
alt="Serving an Ejectman." />
</div>
<p>"<i>Come along, you old willain; I'll teach you to be going arter
the wenches; I'll shew you who wears the breeches you—!</i>"</p>
<p class="right"><span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span>
"<i>More Mornings at Bow Street</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXVIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"THE THIMBLE RIG;</p>
<p class="center">OR,</p>
<p class="center">HOW TO BONNET A FLAT!"</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_151.jpg" id="i_151.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_151.jpg"
alt="How to Bonnet a Flat." />
<div class="caption"></div>
</div>
<p><i>"Now, then, my jolly Sportsman! I've got more money than
the Parson of the parish! Those as don't play can't vin and those
as are here arn't there! I'd hould any of you, from a tanner to a
soverin, or ten, as you don't tell which thimble the pea is under."
"It's there, Sir"—"I barr tellings"—"I'll go it again."—"Vat you
don't see don't look at, and what you do see don't tell. I'll hould
you a soverin, Sir, that you don't tell me vitch thimble the pea is
under."—"Lay him, Sir (in a whisper); it's under the middle'un
I'll go you halves."—"Lay him another; that's right."—I'm blow'd
but we've lost: who'd a thought it!"—Smack goes the flat's hat
over his eyes; exit the confederates with a loud laugh.</i></p>
<p class="right"><span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span>
"<i>More Mornings at Bow Street</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXIX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"FLYING DUSTMEN."</p>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">"The Dustman's cart offends thy clothes and eyes,</div>
<div class="verse">When through the street a cloud of ashes flies."—
<span class="smcap">Gay.</span></div>
</div>
</div>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_153.jpg" id="i_153.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_153.jpg"
alt="Flying Dustmen." />
<div class="caption">
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">"The Spectre, learning, physic must,</div>
<div class="verse">All follow these, and come to dust."</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><i>Go it, <span class="smcap">Bob</span>!—pull away?—here's
the <span class="smcap">Traps</span>;—cut away, my
kiddy, good luck to you!—Kim aup, Neddy!—kim aup!—blow
you, kim aup!—That's the ticket!</i></p>
<p class="right">
<span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span> "<i>More Mornings at Bow Street</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"THE APPROACH OF CHRISTMAS."</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_155.jpg" id="i_155.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_155.jpg"
alt="Veneration." />
<div class="caption">"VENERATION—PRIZE BEEF."</div>
</div>
<p>"<i>Well to be sure, that is a picture! I must have a sirloin for
Christmas-day. It warms the cockles of one's heart to think of it!</i>"</p>
<p class="right">
<span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span> "<i>Illustrations of Phrenology</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[Pg 75]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"COLOUR!—FORM!—FIGURE!"</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_157.jpg" id="i_157.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_157.jpg"
alt="Colour." />
</div>
<p class="right">
<span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span> "<i>Illustrations of Phrenology</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"COMBATIVENESS."</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_159.jpg" id="i_159.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_159.jpg"
alt="Billingsgate." />
<div class="caption">"BILLINGSGATE."</div>
</div>
<p>"<i>You be smothered, you old Brimstome!—barring I'm a thief,
and fond of the men, what can you say to my prejudice?</i>"</p>
<p>"<i>Get out you wagabond! get out, you circumwenting old fish-fag!</i>"</p>
<p class="right">
<span class="smcap">George Cruikshank's</span> "<i>Illustrations of Phrenology</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[Pg 77]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">SYMPTOMS OF DRAWING:—</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_161.jpg" id="i_161.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_161.jpg"
alt="A Truck" />
<div class="caption">"A TRUCK—A TOOTH—A BOTTLE OF BLACK STRAP—AND
A POT OF HEAVY."</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXIV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE LOBSTERS' CLAUSE;</p>
<p class="center">OR,</p>
<p class="center">THE NEW POLICE BILL.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_163.jpg" id="i_163.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_163.jpg"
alt="The New Police Bill." />
<div class="caption">Now, then, Sir, I'll trouble you to move on!</div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">I sing, I sing, of the new bill, sir,</div>
<div class="verse">That to the people seems a pill, sir,</div>
<div class="verse">And shortly I'll relate its clauses,</div>
<div class="verse">That you may know what the police law is.</div>
<div class="verse">First and foremost, in a straight line running,</div>
<div class="verse">For fifteen miles it will stop your funning,</div>
<div class="verse">From Charing Cross, which ever way you turn, sir,</div>
<div class="verse">If you infringe, your fingers you'll burn, sir.</div>
<div class="verse">Oh, dear, oh, dear! they're better off in Greece, sir,</div>
<div class="verse">Free from this Metropolitan New Police, sir.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">All the people who used to show, sir,</div>
<div class="verse">Traps on the pavement, will find it no go, sir,</div>
<div class="verse">And now within their shop or dwelling,</div>
<div class="verse">Their odd-cum-shorts they must be selling,</div>
<div class="verse">If maids after eight their mats should beat, sir,</div>
<div class="verse">At the treadmill they'll have a treat,</div>
<div class="verse">And, if little boys roll hoops, or fly kites, sir,</div>
<div class="verse">They'll be lock'd up seven days and nights, sir.</div>
<div class="verse right">Oh, dear, &c.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[Pg 79]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">TWELFTH DAY IN LONDON;</p>
<p class="center">OR,</p>
<p class="center">PAYING FOR A PEEP.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_165.jpg" id="i_165.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_165.jpg"
alt="Paying for a Peep." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 43em;">
<i>R. C.</i></span></div>
</div>
<p class="center">"TWELFTH DAY."</p>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">Such are the scenes, that, at the front and the side</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Of the Twelfth-Cake-Shops, scatter wild dismay;</div>
<div class="verse">As up the slipp'ry curb, or pavement wide,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">We seek the pastrycooks, to keep Twelfth day;</div>
<div class="verse">While ladies stand aghast, in speechless trance,</div>
<div class="verse">Look round—dare not go back—and yet dare not advance.</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="right"><span class="smcap">Hone's</span> "<i>Every-Day Book</i>."
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[Pg 80]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXVI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">BEFORE AND AFTER MARRIAGE;</p>
<p class="center">OR,</p>
<p class="center">RINGING THE CHANGES.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_167.jpg" id="i_167.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_167.jpg"
alt="Ringing the Changes." />
</div>
<p>"<i>Say but the word, my dear Susan, and you're mine for ever;
we shall be as happy as the day is long!</i>"</p>
<p>"<i>Out o' my sight, you villain! I wish I had never seen your
ugly mug—you have been the curse of my life!</i>"</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[Pg 81]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXVII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">AN OSTLER, ALIAS OATSTEALER;</p>
<p class="center">OR,</p>
<p class="center">A HINT TO TRAVELLERS.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_169.jpg" id="i_169.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_169.jpg"
alt="A Hint to Travellers." />
</div>
<p><span class="smcap">Traveller</span>: "<i>Having made myself comfortable, I must now
look to my nag, for these ostlers are sorry dogs.</i>"</p>
<p><span class="smcap">Ostler</span>: "<i>Aye, you may look, old Bald-face; but as you can't
tell no tales, why, its better you should go without your feed than I
without my pot.</i>"</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXVIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">MUSIC HATH CHARMS TO SOOTH
THE SAVAGE BREAST.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_171.jpg" id="i_171.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_171.jpg"
alt="Music Hath Charms." />
</div>
<p>"<i>I love music, and I don't see why I shouldn't enjoy
myself—besides its a charity to my sick neighbour: it will
soothe him to a gentle slumber!</i>"</p>
<p>"<i>Oh, dear! oh, dear—was ever poor devil so tortured!—that
infernal noise will be the death of me!</i>"</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXIX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">BULLS AND NO JOKES;</p>
<p class="center">OR,</p>
<p class="center">GALLANTRY ON THE GALLOP.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_173.jpg" id="i_173.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_173.jpg"
alt="Gallantry on the Gallop." />
</div>
<p>"<i>Johnny, you wretch! you're not going to leave me here
with these 'orned hanimals? For the love you bear me,
come back and help me over!"—"I'm blessed if I do!—'number
one' is the first law of nature, so here goes!
Come along Fowler!</i>"</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">DR. BOLUS, OR THE LAST PILL.</p>
<p class="center"><i>——Throw physic to the dogs:—I'll none of it.</i></p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_175.jpg" id="i_175.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_175.jpg"
alt="Dr. Bolus." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 43em;">
<i>R. C.</i></span></div>
</div>
<p>"<i>'Twill <span class="smcap">DO</span> for you, my good friend—it is an infallible
remedy for all diseases!</i>"</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[Pg 85]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXXI.</strong></p>
<p class="center p2">LONDON IN THE DOG DAYS.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_177.jpg" id="i_177.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_177.jpg"
alt="London in the Dog Days." />
</div>
<p>"<i>Hulloa! take care of that ere dog, I'm blow'd if he
arn't as mad as a March hare! He's bolted with his
mistress's kittle, and I'm splashed if he arn't got the <span class="smcap">HYDRAPHOBIA</span>,
or he wouldn't go past the pump in such a hurry.</i>"</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[Pg 86]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXXII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">PATIENCE IS A VIRTUE!</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_179.jpg" id="i_179.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_179.jpg"
alt="Patience is a Virtue." />
</div>
<p>"<i>Why, I say, Popjoy, ha'nt you had a bite all day?</i>"</p>
<p>"<i>No.</i>"</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXXIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">SEASONABLE AMUSEMENTS;</p>
<p class="center">OR,</p>
<p class="center">"SPORTING A TOE" ON THE ICE.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_181.jpg" id="i_181.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_181.jpg"
alt="Sporting a Toe." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">Sport that wrinkled care derides,</div>
<div class="verse">And laughter holding both his sides.</div>
<div class="verse">Come and trip it as you go,</div>
<div class="verse">On the light fantastic toe.</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="right"><span class="smcap">Milton's</span> "<i>L'Allegro</i>."</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXXIV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">PITY THE FROZE OUT GARDENERS.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_183.jpg" id="i_183.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_183.jpg"
alt="Pity's Akin to Love." />
<div class="caption">"PITY'S AKIN TO LOVE."</div>
</div>
<p>"<i>Pity the froze out gardeners!</i>"—"<i>I will my poor
fellows. I'll provide you with a <span class="smcap">WARM</span> reception when you
come to me.</i>"</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[Pg 89]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXXV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE COBBLER AND HIS DOXY.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_185.jpg" id="i_185.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_185.jpg"
alt="The Cobbler and His Doxy." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">A <span class="smcap">COBBLER</span> I am, and my name is Dick Awl,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I'm a bit of a beast, for I live in a <i>stall</i>!</div>
<div class="verse">With an ugly old wife, and a tortoise-shell cat,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I <i>mends</i> boots and shoes, with a rat a tat tat.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">This morning, at breakfast, on bacon and spinage,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Says I, to my wife, "I'm going to Greenwich,"</div>
<div class="verse">Says she, "Dickey Awl, aye and I will go too;"</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Says I, "Mrs. Awl, I'll be d——d if you do."</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXXVI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">A GREENWICH MUTINEER.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_187.jpg" id="i_187.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_187.jpg"
alt="A Greenwich Mutineer." />
</div>
<p>[<i>Taken from life during the Mutiny at Greenwich
Hospital on the Birthday of his present Majesty.</i>]</p>
<p>"<i>Shiver my timbers!—here's a go!—no grog on the
King's Birthday!—I'm blest if I don't strike!</i>"</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXXVII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">ENGLISH BEER.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_189.jpg" id="i_189.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_189.jpg"
alt="Heavy Wet." />
<div class="caption">"HEAVY WET."</div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">King William and Reform, I say,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">In such a case who can be neuter?</div>
<div class="verse">Just let me blow the froth away,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And see how I will drain the pewter.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Another tankard, landlord, fill,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And let us drink to that ere chap, Broom;</div>
<div class="verse">And then we'll chaunt God save King Bill,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And send the echoes thro' the tap-room.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXXVIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">FRENCH BRANDY.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_191.jpg" id="i_191.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_191.jpg"
alt="French Brandy." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">Ah ha, Mr. Englishman! voyez ici,</div>
<div class="verse">De grandest specific to banish ennui,</div>
<div class="verse">Begar is a bumper of French eau de vie.</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">So here's the Rost Bif of Old England,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Wash'd down by the pure Cogniac.</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. LXXXIX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">IRISH WHISKEY.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_193.jpg" id="i_193.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_193.jpg"
alt="Irish Wiskey." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">Och! Judy dear, a fig for beer,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The pleasure sure is greater,</div>
<div class="verse">When you are dry, to bung your eye</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">With quarterns of the "cratur!"</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XC.</strong></p>
<p class="center">JAMAICA RUM.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_195.jpg" id="i_195.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_195.jpg"
alt="Jamaica Rum." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">Tho' Whiskey may be priz'd by some,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And others sing the praise of Jackey,</div>
<div class="verse">There's nothing like Jamaica Rum,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To warm your dingy frame, Old Blackee.</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XCI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">WHAT A SHOCKING BAD HAT.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_197.jpg" id="i_197.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_197.jpg"
alt="What a Shocking Bad Hat." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">What object meets my wondering gaze,</div>
<div class="verse">That knew, I doubt not, better days?</div>
<div class="verse">How chang'd in form, alas! from that—</div>
<div class="verse">Oh, "What a shocking bad Hat!"</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[Pg 96]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XCII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">WHAT A SHOCKING BAD BONNET.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_199.jpg" id="i_199.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_199.jpg"
alt="What a Shocking Bad Bonnet." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">She is quizz'd by the girls—she is smok'd by the boys—</div>
<div class="verse">And her ears are saluted by squalling and noise;</div>
<div class="verse">While some lad with a tray, and a sheep's head upon it,</div>
<div class="verse">Shouts out, "There she goes with a shocking bad bonnet!"</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[Pg 97]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XCIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE LONG-SONG SELLER.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_201.jpg" id="i_201.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_201.jpg"
alt="The Long-Song Seller." />
</div>
<p>——"Here ye are my ready money customers; you have 'em
here at <span class="smcap">THREE YARDS A PENNY</span>. First of all:—</p>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Here's "Jolly nose," "Begone dull care,"</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"Black Bess," "What are you at" now?</div>
<div class="verse">"My mother bids me bind my hair,"</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"How droll!" "All round my hat" now!</div>
<div class="verse">"Cease, ye pretty warbling choir,"</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"True as is the needle,"</div>
<div class="verse">"And ye shall walk in silk attire,"</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">With "The Parish Beadle!"</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"A dainty life the fairy leads,"</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"When stars their watch are keeping;"</div>
<div class="verse">"In peace love tunes the shepherd's reed,"</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"Dear maid, while thou art sleeping!"</div>
<div class="verse">"When night-stars dance their fairy rays,"</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And here my batch I cry out,—</div>
<div class="verse">"Hark! the lark at Heaven's gate sings,"</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">"There you go with your eye out!"</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[Pg 98]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XCIV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">HOGARTH'S PIEMAN.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_203.jpg" id="i_203.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_203.jpg"
alt="Hogarth's Pieman." />
</div>
<p>We frequently meet with the pieman in old prints; and in
Hogarth's "March to Finchley," there he stands in the very
centre of the crowd, grinning with delight at the adroitness of
one robbery, while he is himself the victim of another. We
learn from this admirable figure by the greatest painter of
English life, that the pieman of the last century perambulated
the streets in professional costume; and we gather further,
from the burly dimensions of his wares that he kept his trade
alive by the laudable practice of giving "a good pennyworth for
a penny." Justice compels us to observe that his successors of
a later generation have not been very conscientious observers of
this maxim.</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[Pg 99]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XCV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">YOUNG LAMBS TO SELL.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_205.jpg" id="i_205.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_205.jpg"
alt="Young Lamb to Sell." />
<div class="caption">
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">Young lambs to sell! young lambs to sell.</div>
<div class="verse">If I'd as much money as I could tell,</div>
<div class="verse">I'd not come here with young lambs to sell!</div>
<div class="verse indent-0_1">Dolly and Molly, Richard and Nell,</div>
<div class="verse indent-0_1">Buy my young lambs, and I'll use you well!</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p>The engraving represents an old "London Crier," one
William Liston, from a drawing for which he purposely <i>stood</i> in
1826.</p>
<p>This "public character" was born in the City of Glasgow.
He became a soldier in the waggon-train commanded by
Colonel Hamilton, and served under the Duke of York in
Holland, where, on the 6th of October, 1799, he lost his right
arm and left leg, and his place in the army. His misfortunes
thrust distinction upon him. From having been a private in
the ranks, where he would have remained undistinguished, he
became one of the popular street-characters of his day.</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">[Pg 100]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XCVI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">BUY A BROOM!—BUY A BROOM!</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_207.jpg" id="i_207.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_207.jpg"
alt="Buy a Broom" />
</div>
<p>Buy a Broom? was formerly a very popular London-cry, when
it was usually rendered thus:—"<i>Puy a Proom, puy a prooms?
a leetle one for ze papy, and a pig vons for ze lady: Puy a Proom?</i>"
Fifty years ago Madame Vestris charmed the town by her
singing—</p>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">From Teutchland I came with my light wares all laden,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To dear happy England in summer's gay bloom,</div>
<div class="verse">Then listen, fair lady, and young pretty maiden,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">O buy of the wand'ring Bavarian a broom.</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">Buy a broom, buy a broom, (<i>Spoken</i>) buy a broom,</div>
<div class="verse indent-0_1">O buy of the wand'ring Bavarian a broom.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">To brush away insects that sometimes annoy you,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">You'll find them quite handy by night or by day,</div>
<div class="verse">And what better exercise pray can employ you,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Than to sweep all vexatious intruders
away.—Buy a broom, &c.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Ere winter comes on for sweet home departing,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">My toils for your favour again I'll resume;</div>
<div class="verse">And while gratitude's tears in my eye-lids are starting,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Bless the time that in England I cried buy a broom.</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">(<i>Spoken</i>)—Yes I shall go back to
my own country, and tell</div>
<div class="verse">them there that I sold all my wares in England,
singing—Buy a broom, &c.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p>But time and fashion has <i>swept</i> both the brooms and the girls
from our shores.—Madame Vestris lies head-to-head with Charles
Mathews in Kensal Green Cemetery. <i>Tempus omnia revelat.</i></p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">[Pg 101]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XCVII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE FLYING STATIONER, OTHERWISE PATTERER.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_209.jpg" id="i_209.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_209.jpg"
alt="The Flying Stationer." />
</div>
<p>"Here you have the last speech and dying vords, life,
character, and behaviour of the hunfortunate malefactor that
vos hexecuted this morning hopposite the Debtor's door, in the
Hold Bailey! together with a full confession of the hoffence
vherewith he was found guilty—befor a hupright Judge and a
himpartial Jury! Here you have likewise a copy of the most
hinfectionate letter, written by the criminal in the condemned
cell the night <i>after</i>—I mean the night <i>afore</i> his hexecution, to
his innocent vife and hunoffending babbies—with a copy of
werses consarning the same—all for the small charge of von
halfpenny.</p>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Here's tidings sad for owld and young,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Of von who liv'd for years by macing;</div>
<div class="verse">And vos this werry morning hung,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The Debtor's Door at Newgate facing.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Here's his confession upon hoath,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The vords he spoke ven he vos dying,</div>
<div class="verse">His birth and eddycation both—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The whole pertic'lers—vell vorth the buying.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Here's an account of robberies sad,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">In vich he alus vos a hactor;</div>
<div class="verse">You must to read the life be glad—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Of such a famous malefactor!"</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[Pg 102]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XCVIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE HEARTH-STONE MERCHANT.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_211.jpg" id="i_211.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_211.jpg"
alt="The Hearth-Stone Merchant." />
</div>
<p>"Hearth-stones! Do you want any hearth-stones? Now, my
maids, here's your right sort—reg'lar good'uns, and no mistake—vorth
two o'your shop harticles, and at half the price. Now my
pretty von, lay out a <i>tanner</i>, and charge your missus a <i>bob</i>—and
no cheating neither! the cook has always a right to make her
market penny and to assist a poor cove like me in the bargain.</p>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"They're good uns, you will find—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Choose any, Marm, as you prefer;</div>
<div class="verse">You looks so handsome and so kind,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I'm sure you'll be a customer.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Three halfpence, Marm, for this here pair—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I only vish as you vould try 'em;</div>
<div class="verse">I'm sure you'll say the price is fair—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Come, Marm, a penny if you'll buy 'em.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"There, Betty! I have often said</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">It isn't dress that makes gentility;</div>
<div class="verse">For do observe this hearth-stone blade,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">How well he understands ciwility."</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">[Pg 103]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. XCIX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE LONDON BARROW-WOMAN.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_213.jpg" id="i_213.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_213.jpg"
alt="The London Barrow-Man." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse indent-0_1">Round and sound,</div>
<div class="verse indent-0_1">Two-pence a pound.</div>
<div class="verse">Cherries, rare ripe cherries!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse indent-0_1">Cherries a ha'penny a stick</div>
<div class="verse indent-0_1">Come and pick! come and pick!</div>
<div class="verse">Cherries big as plums! who comes, who comes?</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p>The late George Cruikshank, whose pencil was ever distinguished
by power of decision in every character he sketched,
and whose close observation of passing men and manners was
unrivalled by any artist of his day, contributed the "London
Barrow-woman" to the pages of Hone's <i>Every-Day Book</i> in
1826 from his own recollection of her.</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[Pg 104]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. C.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE LADY AS CRIES CATS' MEAT.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_215.jpg" id="i_215.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_215.jpg"
alt="The Lady As Cries Cats' Meat." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Old Maids your custom I invites,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Fork out, and don't be shabby,</div>
<div class="verse">And don't begrudge a bit of lights</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Or liver for your Tabby.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Hark! how the Pussies make a rout—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To buy you can't refuse;</div>
<div class="verse">So may you never be without</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The <i>music</i> of their <i>mews</i>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Here's famous meat—all lean, no fat—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">No better in Great Britain;</div>
<div class="verse">Come, buy a penn'orth for your Cat—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A happ'orth for your Kitten.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Come all my barrow for a bob!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Some charity diskiver;</div>
<div class="verse">For faith, it ar'nt an easy job</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To <i>live</i> by selling <i>liver</i>.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Who'll buy? who'll buy of Cats-meat-Nan!</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I've bawl'd till I am sick;</div>
<div class="verse">But ready money is my plan;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I never gives no tick.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">I've got no customers as yet—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">In wain is my appeal—</div>
<div class="verse">And not to buy a single bit</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Is werry ungenteel!</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[Pg 105]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE DOGS'-MEAT MAN.</p>
<p class="center"><i>Founded on Fact.</i></p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_217.jpg" id="i_217.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_217.jpg"
alt="The Dogs' Meat Man." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">In Gray's Inn Lane, not long ago,</div>
<div class="verse">An old maid lived a life of woe;</div>
<div class="verse">She was fifty-three, and her face like tan,</div>
<div class="verse">And she fell in love with a dogs'-meat man.</div>
<div class="verse">Much she loved this dogs'-meat man;</div>
<div class="verse">He was a good-looking dogs'-meat man;</div>
<div class="verse">Her roses and lilies were turn'd to tan,</div>
<div class="verse">When she fell in love wi' the dogs'-meat man.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Every morning when he went by,</div>
<div class="verse">Whether the weather was wet or dry,</div>
<div class="verse">And right opposite her door he'd stand,</div>
<div class="verse">And cry "dogs' meat," did this dogs'-meat man.</div>
<div class="verse">Then her cat would run out to the dogs'-meat man,</div>
<div class="verse">And rub against the barrow of the dogs'-meat man,</div>
<div class="verse">As right opposite to her door he'd stand,</div>
<div class="verse">And cry "Dogs' Meat," did this dogs'-meat man.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">One morn she kept him at the door,</div>
<div class="verse">Talking half-an-hour or more;</div>
<div class="verse">For, you must know, that was her plan,</div>
<div class="verse">To have a good look at the dogs'-meat man.</div>
<div class="verse">"Times are hard," says the dogs'-meat man;</div>
<div class="verse">"Folks get in my debt," says the dogs'-meat man;</div>
<div class="verse">Then he took up his barrow, and away he ran,</div>
<div class="verse">And cried "Dogs' Meat," did this dogs'-meat man.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[Pg 106]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">GUY FAWKES—GUY.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_219.jpg" id="i_219.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_219.jpg"
alt="Guy Fawkes-Guy." />
</div>
<p>There cannot be a better representation of "Guy Fawkes," as
he was borne about the metropolis in effigy in the days "When
George the Third was King," than the above sketch by George
Cruikshank.</p>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Please to remember the fifth of November,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Gunpowder treason and plot;</div>
<div class="verse">We know no reason, why gunpowder treason,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Should ever be forgot!</div>
<div class="verse indent-0_1">Holla boys! holla boys! huzza—a—a!</div>
<div class="verse">A stick and a stake, for King George's sake,</div>
<div class="verse">A stick and a stump, for Guy Fawkes' rump!</div>
<div class="verse indent-0_1">Holla boys! holla boys! huzza—a—a!</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[Pg 107]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE PIEMAN;</p>
<p class="center">OR,</p>
<p class="center">O LORD! WHAT A PLACE IS A CAMP.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_221.jpg" id="i_221.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_221.jpg"
alt="The Pieman." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"O Lord! what a place is a camp,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">What wonderful doings are there;</div>
<div class="verse">The people are all on the tramp,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To me it looks devilish queer:</div>
<div class="verse">Here's ladies a swigging of gin,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">A crop of macaronies likewise:</div>
<div class="verse">And I, with my 'Who'll up and win?</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Come, here is your hot mutton pies.'</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Here's galloping this way and that,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">With, 'Madam, stand out of the way;'</div>
<div class="verse">Here's, 'O fie! sir, what would you be at?—</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Come, none of your impudence pray:'</div>
<div class="verse">Here's 'Halt—to the right-about-face,'</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Here's laughing, and screaming, and cries:</div>
<div class="verse">Here's milliners'-men out of place,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And I with my hot mutton pies.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">"Here's the heath all round like a fair,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Here's butlers, and sutlers, and cooks;</div>
<div class="verse">Here's popping away in the air,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And captains with terrible looks:</div>
<div class="verse">Here's 'How do you do?'—'Pretty well;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The dust has got into my eyes,'</div>
<div class="verse">There's—'fellow what have you to sell?'</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">'Why, only some hot mutton pies?'"</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">[Pg 108]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CIV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">ALL ROUND MY HAT I VEARS A GREEN VILLOW.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_223.jpg" id="i_223.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_223.jpg"
alt="All Round My Hat." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">All round my hat I vears a green villow,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">All round my hat, for a twelvemonth and a day;</div>
<div class="verse">If any body axes me the reason vy I vears it,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I tells 'em that my own true love is far far away.</div>
<div class="verse">'Twas a going of my rounds, in the streets I first did meet her,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Oh, I thought she vos a hangel just come down from the sky;</div>
<p>(<i>Spoken</i>)—She's a nice wegitable countenance; turnup nose,
redish cheeks, and carroty hair.</p>
<div class="verse">And I never knew a voice more louder or more sweeter,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">When she cried, buy my primroses, my primroses come buy.</div>
<p>(<i>Spoken</i>)—Here's your fine cauliflowers.</p>
<p class="right">
All round, &c.</p>
<div class="verse">O, my love she was fair, my love she was kind, too,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And cruel vos the cruel judge vot had my love to try:</div>
<p>(<i>Spoken</i>)—Here's your precious turnups.</p>
<div class="verse">For thieving vos a thing she never was inclined to:</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">But he sent my love across the seas, far far away.</div>
<p>(<i>Spoken</i>)—Here's your hard-hearted cabbages.</p>
<p class="right">
All round, &c.</p>
</div>
</div>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[Pg 109]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">SONG OF THE STEAM COACHMAN THAT
DRIVES THE OMNIBUS TO THE MOON.</p>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">Steam carriages by land are now the order of the day, sir,</div>
<div class="verse">But why they haven't started yet, 'tis not for me to say, sir;</div>
<div class="verse">Some people hint 'tis <i>uphill</i> work—that
loose they find a screw, sir,</div>
<div class="verse">Such novelties, as Pat would say, of <i>old</i> they
never <i>knew</i>, sir.</div>
<div class="verse right">Bow, wow, &c.</div>
</div>
</div>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_225.jpg" id="i_225.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_225.jpg"
alt="Song of the Steam Coachman." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse indent-2">Now is the time for a sly trip to <i>the Moon</i>, sir,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">There's a new <span class="smcap">Rail Road</span>
just made through <i>the Sky</i>,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Or if you prefer it, we have a <i>prime</i>
<span class="smcap">Balloon</span>, sir,</div>
<div class="verse indent-1">In which you can ascend with me <i>up sky high</i>.</div>
<div class="verse">Travelling the rage is—in the tying of a sandal,</div>
<div class="verse">We take our <i>tea</i> in <i>Tartary</i>, or <i>chop</i> at
<i>Coromandel</i>,</div>
<div class="verse">Then when <i>blazing hot</i> we get with <i>India's gums</i>
and <i>spices</i>,</div>
<div class="verse">We take a <i>stroll</i> towards the <i>Pole</i>,
and <i>cool our-selves with ices</i>.</div>
<div class="verse indent-0_1">Now is the time for a sly trip to
<i>the Moon</i>, sir, &c.</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[Pg 110]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CVI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">LIFE</p>
<p class="center">IN THE</p>
<p class="center">BACK SLUMS OF THE HOLY LAND.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_227.jpg" id="i_227.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_227.jpg"
alt="Life in the Black Slums." />
<div class="caption"><span style="font-size: x-small; margin-right: 43em;">
<i>R. C.</i></span></div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">There's a difference between a beggar and a queen,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And the reason I'll tell you why;</div>
<div class="verse">A queen cannot swagger, nor get drunk like a beggar.</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Nor be half so happy as I,—as I.</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[Pg 111]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CVII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"DINNER TIME;</p>
<p class="center">OR,</p>
<p class="center">HOW TO COMFORT THE INWARD MAN."</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_229.jpg" id="i_229.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_229.jpg"
alt="Dinner time" />
<div class="caption">Appetite comes with eating, says
Angeston.—<span class="smcap">Rabelais</span>,
bk. 1., ch. v.</div>
</div>
<p><span class="smcap">Husband</span>: <i>Now then, Old Gal; cook us about another
pound and a half of our home made bacon, and, then I do
think I shall 'ave done for this once.</i></p>
<p><span class="smcap">Wife</span>: <i>Yes! Tom, but recollect that Parson said on
Sunday last, that poor folks, since the 'provements of
cookery eat about twice as much as nature requires.</i></p>
<p><span class="smcap">Husband</span>: <i>Well! then we can't do no better than
practice what Parson preaches about, can we?</i></p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[Pg 112]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CVIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">
ADELPHI THEATRE.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_231.jpg" id="i_231.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_231.jpg"
alt="Adelphi Theatre." />
</div>
<p class="center">BILLY WATERS.</p>
<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Sigr. Paolo's</span>,</p>
<p class="center">Night.</p>
<p>
<span style="margin-left: 35%;">BOX</span>
</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">[Pg 113]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CIX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">QUEEN CAROLINE AND THE TEMPTER.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_233.jpg" id="i_233.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_233.jpg"
alt="Queen Caroline and the Tempter." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">And so they sent a <span class="smcap">Messenger</span>,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To meet the Queen halfway;</div>
<div class="verse">And give her <span class="smcap">Fifty Thousand Pounds</span></div>
<div class="verse indent-2">If she abroad would stay;</div>
<div class="verse">And never more be call'd a Queen,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Or any such a thing,</div>
<div class="verse">But leave them with their daintv dish</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To set before the King.</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="blockquote">From a <i>brochure</i> entitled the
"<span class="smcap">Green Bag</span>: or, a Dainty Dish to set
before a King." Published by Hone, and illustrated by Geo. Cruikshank.</p>
<hr class="sect" />
<p class="p2"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">[Pg 114]</a></span></p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_235.jpg" id="i_235.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_235.jpg"
alt="Image of a Pub." />
</div>
<hr class="sect" />
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">[Pg 115]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">A DROP OF GIN!</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_237.jpg" id="i_237.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_237.jpg"
alt="Gin and Water." />
<div class="caption">GIN AND WATER.</div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div> <img class="drop-cap" src="images/i_dc-g.jpg" alt="G"/></div>
<div class="drop-cap"><span style="font-size: smaller;">
<span class="smcap"><b>Gin</b></span>! Gin! a Drop of Gin!</span></div>
<div class="verse">What magnified Monsters circle therein!</div>
<div class="verse">Ragged, and stained, with filth and mud,</div>
<div class="verse">Some plague-spotted, and some with blood!</div>
<div class="verse">Shapes of Misery, Shame, and Sin!</div>
<div class="verse">Figures that make us loathe and tremble,</div>
<div class="verse">Creatures scarce human, that more resemble</div>
<div class="verse">Broods of diabolical kin,</div>
<div class="verse">Ghoule and Vampyre, Demon and Jin!</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">[Pg 116]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXII.</strong></p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_239.jpg" id="i_239.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_239.jpg"
alt="Gin, Gin, Sweet, Sweet Gin." />
<div class="caption"><span class="smcap">Gin, Gin, Sweet, Sweet Gin</span>!</div>
</div>
<p class="center"><span class="smcap">Air.</span>—<i>Home, Sweet Home.</i></p>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div> <img class="drop-cap" src="images/i_dc-w.jpg" alt="W"/></div>
<div class="drop-cap"><span style="font-size: smaller;">
<span class="smcap"><b>Walk</b></span> through London town,
in Alley, Lane or Street,</span></div>
<div class="verse">Eight to ten of all the folks you overtake or meet,</div>
<div class="verse">List to what they talk about, you'll find amid the din,</div>
<div class="verse">The end of every conversation is a drop of Gin.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse indent5">Gin, Gin, sweet, sweet Gin,</div>
<div class="verse indent5">There's no drops like Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, sweet, sweet Gin,</div>
<div class="verse indent9">There's no drops like Gin.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[Pg 117]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXIII.</strong></p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_241.jpg" id="i_241.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_241.jpg"
alt="Gin, Gin, Sweet Gin." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div> <img class="drop-cap" src="images/i_dc-w.jpg" alt="W"/></div>
<div class="drop-cap"><span style="font-size: smaller;">
<span class="smcap"><b>When</b></span> the world was young,
as we read in classic page,</span></div>
<div class="verse">The shepherds drank the purling stream, and pass'd the golden age;</div>
<div class="verse">For purling streams or golden age folks now don't care a pin,</div>
<div class="verse">So that they can raise the brass to keep this age of Gin.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse indent5">Gin, Gin, sweet, sweet Gin,</div>
<div class="verse indent5">There's no drops like Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, Hodge's Gin,</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, Hodge's Gin.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[Pg 118]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXIV.</strong></p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_243.jpg" id="i_243.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_243.jpg"
alt="Gin, Gin, Sweet, Sweet Gin" />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div> <img class="drop-cap" src="images/i_dc-w.jpg" alt="W"/></div>
<div class="drop-cap"><span style="font-size: smaller;">
<span class="smcap"><b>When</b></span> the weather's cold and
bleak—in rain and frost and snow,</span></div>
<div class="verse">The Gin, the Gin they fly to, to warm them with its glow.</div>
<div class="verse">In summer time, to cool their heat, we see them all flock in,</div>
<div class="verse">And joy or sorrow, heat or cold, all seek relief in Gin.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse indent5">Gin, Gin, sweet, sweet Gin,</div>
<div class="verse indent5">There's no drops like Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, Seager and Evans's Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, Seager and Evans's Gin.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[Pg 119]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXV.</strong></p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_245.jpg" id="i_245.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_245.jpg"
alt="Gin, Gin, Sweet, Sweet Gin" />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div> <img class="drop-cap2" src="images/i_dc-s.jpg" alt="S"/></div>
<div class="drop-cap"><span style="font-size: smaller;">
<span class="smcap"><b>Sir</b></span> Richard Birnie sad,
declares that never in his time,</span></div>
<div class="verse">Was seen so much depravity, want, misery and crime;</div>
<div class="verse">And all the brawls—the riotings—the day and nightly din,</div>
<div class="verse">Are caused by what he never tasted! filthy! horrid Gin!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse indent5">Gin, Gin, sweet, sweet Gin,</div>
<div class="verse indent5">There's no drops like Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, Booth's Cordial Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, Booth's Cordial Gin.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[Pg 120]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXVI.</strong></p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_247.jpg" id="i_247.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_247.jpg"
alt="Gin, Gin, Sweet, Sweet Gin." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div> <img class="drop-cap3" src="images/i_dc-i.jpg" alt="I"/></div>
<div class="drop-cap"><span style="font-size: smaller;">
<span class="smcap"><b>In</b></span> India, when a Husband
dies—the Widow ne'er can smile,</span></div>
<div class="verse">She's burnt alive, a sacrifice, upon her husband's pile;</div>
<div class="verse">In London many Wives and Widows deem it not a sin,</div>
<div class="verse">To sacrifice and burn themselves alive with fire of Gin.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse indent5">Gin, Gin, sweet, sweet Gin,</div>
<div class="verse indent5">There's no drops like Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, Sir Robert Burnett's Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, Sir Robert Burnett's Gin.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[Pg 121]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXVII.</strong></p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_249.jpg" id="i_249.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_249.jpg"
alt="Gin, Gin, Sweet, Sweet Gin." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div> <img class="drop-cap" src="images/i_dc-d.jpg" alt="D"/></div>
<div class="drop-cap"><span style="font-size: smaller;">
<span class="smcap"><b>Decrepit</b></span> age with furrow'd face,
and one foot in the grave,</span></div>
<div class="verse">Hobbles on his crutches, and for a drop does crave;</div>
<div class="verse">Infants, e'er they plainly talk, perk up each little chin</div>
<div class="verse">And cry, oh mammy, daddy, baby d'ont a d'op o' din.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse indent5">Gin, Gin, sweet, sweet Gin,</div>
<div class="verse indent5">There's no drops like Gin</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, Currie's strong Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, Currie's strong Gin.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[Pg 122]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXVIII.</strong></p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_251.jpg" id="i_251.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_251.jpg"
alt="Gin, Gin, Sweet, Sweet Gin." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div> <img class="drop-cap3" src="images/i_dc-i.jpg" alt="I"/></div>
<div class="drop-cap"><span style="font-size: smaller;">
<span class="smcap"><b>In</b></span> former times we'd Goblins, Fairies,
Witches, Ghosts and Sprites,</span></div>
<div class="verse">Who ruled the people's minds by day, and play'd sad pranks o' nights;</div>
<div class="verse">But now the tales of Ghosts and such the people can't take in</div>
<div class="verse">They won't believe in Spirits, yet put all their faith in Gin.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse indent5">Gin, Gin, sweet, sweet Gin,</div>
<div class="verse indent5">There's no drops like Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, Gaitskell's Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, Gaitskell's Gin.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">[Pg 123]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXIX.</strong></p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_253.jpg" id="i_253.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_253.jpg"
alt="Gin, Gin, Sweet, Sweet Gin." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div> <img class="drop-cap3" src="images/i_dc-i.jpg" alt="I"/></div>
<div class="drop-cap"><span style="font-size: smaller;">
<span class="smcap"><b>In</b></span> the Reign of old Queen Bess
good eating did prevail,</span></div>
<div class="verse">Her Majesty and all the Court would breakfast on strong ale;</div>
<div class="verse">But now through every Court, the folk the fashion to be in,</div>
<div class="verse">Would <i>ail</i> all day, unless 'fore breakfast
they could take some Gin.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse indent5">Gin, Gin, sweet, sweet Gin,</div>
<div class="verse indent5">There's no drops like Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, renovating Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, renovating Gin.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_124" id="Page_124">[Pg 124]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXX.</strong></p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_255.jpg" id="i_255.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_255.jpg"
alt="Gin, Gin, Sweet, Sweet Gin." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div> <img class="drop-cap" src="images/i_dc-o.jpg" alt="O"/></div>
<div class="drop-cap"><span style="font-size: smaller;">
<span class="smcap"><b>Old</b></span> women used to cheer their
hearts and found it did agree,</span></div>
<div class="verse">By sometimes taking with a friend a cup <i>too</i> much of tea;</div>
<div class="verse">But now they're much more <i>spirited</i>—for
tea don't care a pin,</div>
<div class="verse">And only use their tea pots for a cup <i>too much</i> of Gin.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse indent5">Gin, Gin, sweet, sweet Gin,</div>
<div class="verse indent5">There's no drops like Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, tongue-relaxing Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, tongue-relaxing Gin.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">[Pg 125]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXI.</strong></p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_257.jpg" id="i_257.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_257.jpg"
alt="Gin, Gin, Sweet, Sweet Gin." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div> <img class="drop-cap2" src="images/i_dc-f.jpg" alt="F"/></div>
<div class="drop-cap"><span style="font-size: smaller;">
<span class="smcap"><b>Fighters</b></span> take a "<i>a shove in the mouth</i>,"
though it is their bane,</span></div>
<div class="verse">Jack Ketch often has a "<i>drop</i>"—Scavengers
a "<i>drain</i>";</div>
<div class="verse">Pris'ners "<i>half a yard of tape</i>" to get in merry pin,</div>
<div class="verse">And Actors oft get "<i>mellow</i>" with a "<i>mellow dram</i>" of Gin.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse indent5">Gin, Gin, sweet, sweet Gin,</div>
<div class="verse indent5">There's no drops like Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, Tragic, Comic Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, Tragic, Comic Gin.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_126" id="Page_126">[Pg 126]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXII.</strong></p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_259.jpg" id="i_259.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_259.jpg"
alt="Gin, Gin, Sweet, Sweet Gin." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div> <img class="drop-cap2" src="images/i_dc-t.jpg" alt="T"/></div>
<div class="drop-cap"><span style="font-size: smaller;">
<span class="smcap"><b>Thompson's</b></span> shop on Holborn Hill is
crowded like a fair,</span></div>
<div class="verse">All the taps continually running out are there;</div>
<div class="verse">Swing swang go the doors, while some pop out and some pop in,</div>
<div class="verse">Foreigners must surely think that John Bull lives on Gin.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse indent5">Gin, Gin, sweet, sweet Gin,</div>
<div class="verse indent5">There's no drops like Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, Deadley's <span class="smcap">Old Tom</span> Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, Deadley's <span class="smcap">Old Tom</span> Gin.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_127" id="Page_127">[Pg 127]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXIII.</strong></p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_261.jpg" id="i_261.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_261.jpg"
alt="Gin, Gin, Sweet, Sweet Gin." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div> <img class="drop-cap2" src="images/i_dc-t.jpg" alt="T"/></div>
<div class="drop-cap"><span style="font-size: smaller;">
<span class="smcap"><b>This</b></span> World was once deluged by water,
drowning Son & Sire,</span></div>
<div class="verse">But when it is destroy'd again, we read 'twill be by fire;</div>
<div class="verse">And this must be the awful time, so prevalent is sin,</div>
<div class="verse">As all the wicked world do burn their insides out with Gin.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse indent5">Gin, Gin, sweet, sweet Gin,</div>
<div class="verse indent5">There's no drops like Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, dear-seductive Gin.</div>
<div class="verse indent9">Gin, Gin, dear-seductive Gin.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">[Pg 128]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXIV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">IF I HAD A DONKEY WOT WOULDN'T GO.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_263.jpg" id="i_263.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_263.jpg"
alt="If I Had a Donkey." />
<div class="caption"><span class="smcap">The Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to
Animals</span> was instituted in 1824. Through its exertions hundreds of cases
of cruelty are annually prosecuted. Acts for the protection of animals
were passed in 1822 "Martin's Act," and in 1835 and 1839.</div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">If I had a donkey wot wouldn't go,</div>
<div class="verse">D'ye think I'd wollop him?—no, no, no.</div>
<div class="verse">But gentle means I'd try, d'ye see,</div>
<div class="verse">Because I hate all cruelty;</div>
<div class="verse">If all had been like me, in fact,</div>
<div class="verse">There'd ha' been no occasion for Martin's act,</div>
<div class="verse">Dumb animals to prevent getting cracked—on the head.</div>
<div class="verse indent5">For if I had a donkey wot wouldn't go,</div>
<div class="verse indent5">I never would wollop him—no, no, no;</div>
<div class="verse indent5">I'd give him some hay, and cry, Gee O!</div>
<div class="verse indent5">And come up, Neddy—Heigh Oh!</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">What makes me mention this? This morn—</div>
<div class="verse">I seed that cruel chap, Bill Burn,</div>
<div class="verse">Whilst he was out a crying his greens,</div>
<div class="verse">His donkey wollop with all his means,</div>
<div class="verse">He hit him o'er his head and thighs,</div>
<div class="verse">He brought the tears up in his eyes,</div>
<div class="verse">At last my blood began to rise—</div>
<div class="verse indent5">And I said—If I had a donkey, &c.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Bill turn'd and said to me—"Then, perhaps,</div>
<div class="verse">You're one of these Mr. Martin's chaps</div>
<div class="verse">Wot now is seeking for occasion—</div>
<div class="verse">All for to lie a hinformation."</div>
<div class="verse">Though this I stoutly did deny,</div>
<div class="verse">Bill up and gave me a blow in the eye,</div>
<div class="verse">And I replied as I let fly—</div>
<div class="verse indent5">At his head—If I had a donkey, &c.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_129" id="Page_129">[Pg 129]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXV.</strong></p>
<p class="center"><span class="smcap">The Last Night of the Season.</span></p>
<p class="center">IT'S CHARLEY WRIGHT'S NIGHT.</p>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">Let those come now who never came before,</div>
<div class="verse">Let those who always come, now come once more.</div>
</div>
</div>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_265.jpg" id="i_265.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_265.jpg"
alt="It's Charley Wright's Night." />
</div>
<p class="center">COME TO NIGHT THERE'LL BE.—</p>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">"Midnight shout and revelry</div>
<div class="verse">Tipsy dance and jollity."</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="center"><span class="first-letter-large">M</span>
<span class="gesperrt">ASQUERADE</span></p>
<p class="right"><span style="font-size: smaller;">(Patronised by the Haut-Ton)</span>.</p>
<p><span style="font-size: smaller;">the LAST THIS SEASON.—ARGYLL ROOMS,
<span class="smcap">Thursday next</span>,
June 28.—For Boxes to view the Masquerade (without mixing in the
motley group), Domino, Character, and other Tickets, &c., apply to the
Committee, at Mr. Charles Wright's, Opera Colonnade, Haymarket, who
will supply the Wines on the occasion.</span></p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_130" id="Page_130">[Pg 130]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXVI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">Come, come; good WINE is a good familiar creature, if it be well used.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_267.jpg" id="i_267.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_267.jpg"
alt="Good Wine Needs No Bush." />
</div>
<p class="center">GOOD WINE NEEDS NO BUSH:—</p>
<p class="center"><span class="first-letter-large">T</span>
<span class="gesperrt">RY IT</span>!</p>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">Fine Port and bright Sherry, well worthy of name,</div>
<div class="verse">Two Shillings per Bottle; Madeira the same;</div>
<div class="verse">Good Cape, Fifteen-pence; and the marvel to crown,</div>
<div class="verse">Champagne, Five and Sixpence, the cheapest in Town.</div>
</div>
</div>
<p>
Opera Colonnade.</p>
<p class="right">CHARLES WRIGHT.</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_131" id="Page_131">[Pg 131]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXVII.</strong></p>
<div class="poetry-container p2">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">——"Friends! I say that one sip of this:</div>
<div class="verse">Will bathe the drooping Spirits in delight</div>
<div class="verse">Beyond the bliss of dreams. Be wise, and taste."</div>
<div class="verse right">Charley Wright <i>cum</i> John Milton!</div>
</div>
</div>
<div class="center p1">CHARLES WRIGHT'S
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_269.jpg" id="i_269.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_269.jpg"
alt="Apparition appearing to an Hypochondriac." />
<div class="caption">Apparition appearing to an Hypochondriac.<br />
By <span class="smcap">Charles Wright</span>, Opera Colonnade,<br />
<span style="padding-left:4em;">Haymarket,</span><br />
<span class="smcap"><span style="padding-left: 8em;">London</span>.</span>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<div class="center">
WINE DEPOTS JUST OPENED.</div>
<div>
No. 13, Northumberland-place, Commercial-road.<br />
<span style="margin-left: 2.2em;">6, Providence-place, Kentish Town.</span><br />
<span style="margin-left: 1.7em;">48, Chichester-place, Gray's-inn-lane.</span><br />
<span style="margin-left: 2.2em;">4, Milner-place, Lambeth, near the Coburg Theatre.</span><br />
<span style="margin-left: 2.2em;">1, Darlington-place, opposite Vauxhall Gardens.</span><br />
<span style="margin-left: 1.7em;">65, Crawford-street, Mary-la-bonne.</span><br />
<span style="margin-left: 2.2em;">4, Sussex-place, Kent-road.</span><br />
<span style="margin-left: 1.7em;">13, St. James-street, Brighton.</span>
</div>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132">[Pg 132]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXVIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">A VIEW IN THE ISLE OF ANGLESEA.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_271.jpg" id="i_271.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_271.jpg"
alt="Isle of Anglesea." />
</div>
<p>The above sketch was taken from nature in the Isle of
Anglesea last Autumn, from a spot not far from the seat of the
Noble Marquess, who derives his title from the Island. It
presents an excellent profile of the Marquess, and has often
excited the attention and surprise of the passing travellers. At
a moment when his Lordship is so deservedly popular the
publication of this curiosity may not be unacceptable to our
readers.</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_133" id="Page_133">[Pg 133]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXIX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">SAM WELLER'S ADVENTURES!</p>
<p class="center p1"><span style="font-size: smaller;">A SONG OF THE PICKWICKIANS.</span></p>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">Who caus'd the smiles of rich and poor?</div>
<div class="verse">Who made a hit so slow, but sure?</div>
<div class="verse">And rose the worth of literature?—Sam Weller.</div>
</div>
</div>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_273.jpg" id="i_273.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_273.jpg"
alt="A Song of the Pickwickians." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">I'm pretty well known about town,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">For to gain a repute is my pride,</div>
<div class="verse">Though no vun can doubt my renown,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I'm a <i>covey of polish</i> beside!</div>
<div class="verse">I renovates <i>cases</i> for feet,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Vhether high lows or tops is the same,</div>
<div class="verse">I turns'em off hand werry neat,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And Samivel Veller's my name!—Fol lol, &c.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">In the Borough my trade I dragged on,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Vith no vun to envy my sphere;</div>
<div class="verse">I polish'd the <i>soles</i> of each don,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">From the cadger bang up to the peer!</div>
<div class="verse">Their <i>understandings</i> I greatly improv'd,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Vot happen'd to fall in the vay;</div>
<div class="verse">And many a gen'leman mov'd</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">To me in the course of the day.—Fol lol, &c.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Vun gen'leman—Pickvick, Esquire,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">The head of the noted P.C.</div>
<div class="verse">Vun day tumbled in to enquire,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">If I'd had the <i>fortin</i> to see</div>
<div class="verse">A cove vearing Vellington <i>kicks</i>,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And a Miss Rachel Vardle beside,</div>
<div class="verse">Vot the gent had lugged off by the <i>nicks</i>,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">And promis'd to make her his bride.—Fol lol, &c.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_134" id="Page_134">[Pg 134]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">ALL ROUND THE ROOM.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_275.jpg" id="i_275.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_275.jpg"
alt="All Round the Room." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">All round the room I waltzed with Ellen Taylor,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">All round the room I waltz'd till break of day,</div>
<div class="verse">And ever since that time I've done nothing but bewail her,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Alas! she's gone to Margate, the summer months to stay.</div>
<div class="verse">'Twas at a ball at Islington I first chanc'd to meet her,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">She really look'd so nice I couldn't keep my eyes away;</div>
<div class="verse">In all my life before I ne'er saw so sweet a creature,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">She danc'd with me three hours, then fainted quite away.</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="blockquote"><i>Spoken.</i>—She was such a divine creature!
I fell in love with her the moment
I saw her. I looked languishing at her, and she did the same at me; then
she gave such a sigh—such a heavy one!—you might have heard it!——</p>
<p class="right">All round the room, &c.</p>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">My Ellen's rather tall, and my Ellen's rather thin, too,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">Her hair is rather sandy, and at singing she's <i>au fait</i>,</div>
<div class="verse">That she should leave me now I think it quite a sin, too,</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">I'm sure I shan't be happy all the time she is away.</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="blockquote"><i>Spoken.</i>—She was an angel! such a natural sort of woman!
She wore a bustle—that wasn't very natural, though—it was rather a largish one; I
suppose, upon a moderate calculation, it would have reached——</p>
<p class="right">All round the room, &c.</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[Pg 135]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXXI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">JIM CROW.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_277.jpg" id="i_277.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_277.jpg"
alt="Jim Crow." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse indent1">How are you massa gemmen,</div>
<div class="verse indent2">An de ladies in a row,</div>
<div class="verse indent1">All for to tell you whar I'm from,</div>
<div class="verse indent2">I'se going for to go!</div>
<div class="verse">For I wheel about an turn about, an do just so,</div>
<div class="verse">An ebery time I turn about, I jump Jim Crow.</div>
</div>
</div>
<p>In 1836, Mr. T. D. Rice, who had previously appeared at the
Surrey Theatre, in "Bone Squash Diablo," made his first appearance
at the Adelphi, in a farcical Burletta, called "A Flight
to America; or, Twelve Hours in New York". The sketch,
written for him by Mr. Leman Rede, introduced Rice as a
nigger, Yates as a Frenchman, and Mrs. Stirling as Sally Snow—a
coloured belle, Miss Daly, John Reeve, and Buckstone strengthened
the cast. "Jump Jim Crow" caught the fancy of the
town at once, and the familiar tune was soon to be heard everywhere.
Rice stayed through the whole season, playing an engagement
of twenty one weeks, then considered something
extraordinary. For a long period he performed at the Adelphi
and the Pavilion Theatres the same evening, and it was calculated
that in so doing he had travelled considerably more than a
thousand miles, while being encored five times at each theatre
for 126 nights, it was easy to set down the figure of 1,260 as
representing the number of times he had sung "Jim Crow,"
during that period. Rice cleared by this engagement eleven
hundred pounds. A street-ballad of the day informed the public
that it could have:—</p>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="verse">The Jim Crow rum, the Jim Crow gin,</div>
<div class="verse">The Jim Crow needle, and the Jim Crow pin;</div>
<div class="verse">The Jim Crow coat, the Jim Crow cigar;</div>
<div class="verse">The Jim Crow dad, and the Jim Crow ma';</div>
<div class="verse">The Jim Crow pipe, the Jim Crow hat.</div>
<div class="verse">The Jim Crow this, and the Jim Crow that.</div>
</div>
</div>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[Pg 136]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXXII.</strong></p>
<div class="figcenter"><a name="i_279.jpg" id="i_279.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_279.jpg"
alt="Jim Crow" />
<div class="caption"><span class="smcap">Jim Crow.</span><br />
As sung by Mr. T. D. Rice, with tumultuous applause.</div>
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">I came from ole Kentucky—A long time ago,</div>
<div class="verse">Where I first learn to wheel about—An jump Jim Crow.</div>
<div class="verse right">Wheel about, &c.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">I use to take de fiddle—Ebery morn and arternoon,</div>
<div class="verse">And charm de old buzzard—And dance to de racoon.</div>
<div class="verse right">Wheel about, &c.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">In hoeing ob de sugar—Or picking cotton, all de same,</div>
<div class="verse">I beat de oder niggers—And gib dem twenty in de game.</div>
<div class="verse right">Wheel about, &c.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">At last I went to seek my fortune—Got up by break of day,</div>
<div class="verse">Left my ole shoes behind me—And den I run away.</div>
<div class="verse right">Wheel about, &c.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">I come to a riber—Which I couldn't get across,</div>
<div class="verse">So I gib a couple ob shillings—For an old blind horse.</div>
<div class="verse right">Wheel about, &c.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">When I got upon the oder side—I drove him up a hill,</div>
<div class="verse">Oh, but de oder side—Look rather daffakil.</div>
<div class="verse right">Wheel about, &c.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Den I jump on board de big ship—And cum across de sea,</div>
<div class="verse">And landed on Old England—Where de nigger am free.</div>
<div class="verse right">Wheel about, &c.</div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
<p>There were a hundred-and-one versions of "Jim Crow," fresh
stanzas being added from day to day on the passing events, for
the most part written by Leman Rede, and Buckstone, the
<i>honorarium</i> offered by Rice being one shilling per line. We
select the above from the first version as sung at the Surrey
Theatre.</p>
<p class="p1"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[Pg 137]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXXIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">JIM ALONG JOSEY.</p>
<div class="figcenter bord"><a name="i_281.jpg" id="i_281.jpg"></a>
<img src="images/i_281.jpg"
alt="Jim Along Josey." />
</div>
<div class="poetry-container">
<div class="poetry">
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Oh, I'se from Lusiana, as you must all know,</div>
<div class="verse">Dar's where Jim along Josey's all de go—</div>
<div class="verse">Dem nigger all rise when de bell does ring,</div>
<div class="verse">And dis am de song dat dey do sing.</div>
<div class="verse indent5">Hey get along, get along Josey,</div>
<div class="verse indent6">Hey get along, Jim along Joe—</div>
<div class="verse indent5">Hey get along, get along Joe.</div>
<div class="verse indent6">Hey get along, Jim along Joe.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Once old Jim Crow was dare all de go,</div>
<div class="verse">'Till he found him rival in Jim along Joe;</div>
<div class="verse">Now poor old Jim, dey hab put him to bed,</div>
<div class="verse">And Jim along Josey hab come in him stead.</div>
<div class="verse right">Hey get along, &c.</div>
</div>
<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse">Oh, when I get dat new coat I expects to hab soon,</div>
<div class="verse">Likewise de new pair tight knee'd Trousaloon;</div>
<div class="verse">I'll walk up and down Bond Street wid my Susanna,</div>
<div class="verse">And in my mout I smoke de real Habannah.</div>
<div class="verse right">Hey get along, &c.</div> </div>
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<div class="verse">My sissa Rosa de oder night did dream,</div>
<div class="verse">Dat she was a floating up and down de stream,</div>
<div class="verse">And when she woke she did begin to cry,</div>
<div class="verse">"O! de white cat pick'd out de black cat's eye,"</div>
<div class="verse right">Hey get along, &c.</div> </div>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[Pg 138]</a></span></p>
<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXXIV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">DANDY JIM, FROM CAROLINE.</p>
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<div class="verse">I've often heard it said ob late,</div>
<div class="verse">Dat Souf Carolina was de state,</div>
<div class="verse">Whar a handsome nigga's bound to shine,</div>
<div class="verse">Like Dandy Jim, from Caroline.</div>
<div class="verse indent1">For my ole massa tole me so,</div>
<div class="verse indent1">I was de best looking nigga in de country, O,</div>
<div class="verse indent1">I look in de glass an found 'twas so,</div>
<div class="verse indent1">Just what massa tole me, O.</div>
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<div class="verse">I drest myself from top to toe,</div>
<div class="verse">And down to Dinah I did go,</div>
<div class="verse">Wid pantaloons strapped down behine,</div>
<div class="verse">Like Dandy Jim, from Caroline.</div>
<div class="verse right">For my ole massa, &c.</div>
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<div class="verse">De bull dog cleared me out ob de yard,</div>
<div class="verse">I tought I'd better leabe my card,</div>
<div class="verse">I tied it fast to a piece ob twine,</div>
<div class="verse">Signed "Dandy Jim, from Caroline."</div>
<div class="verse right">For my ole massa, &c.</div>
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<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXXV.</strong></p>
<p class="center">"MONKEYANA."</p>
<p class="center">THE GAMBLER'S PROGRESS—STEP THE FIRST.</p>
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<div class="verse">We pray you, reader, to inspect</div>
<div class="verse">"The March of Gaming Intellect;"</div>
<div class="verse">Well Worthy of the observation</div>
<div class="verse">Of a pure rising generation.</div>
<div class="verse">Of gaming <span class="smcap">Puppys</span> nothing new,</div>
<div class="verse">Why should not <span class="smcap">Monkeys</span> gamble too;</div>
<div class="verse">And, throwing off all moral fetters.</div>
<div class="verse">In vicious courses <span class="smcap">APE</span> their betters?</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">This hopeful sprig, despising rule,</div>
<div class="verse">Creeps not like Shakspeare's boy to school</div>
<div class="verse">With learning stores his brain to hack,</div>
<div class="verse">The satchel dangling at his back;</div>
<div class="verse">More pleasant pastime having found,</div>
<div class="verse">See slate and satchel on the ground;</div>
<div class="verse indent-2">While pug proposes with knowing eye,</div>
<div class="verse">With Soot, the Sweep, to have a <span class="smcap">SHY</span>.</div>
<div class="verse">Do mark his attitude so knowing,</div>
<div class="verse">"Woman or skull?—the copper's going."</div>
<div class="verse">Prime Boy! before you cease your fun,</div>
<div class="verse">I <span class="smcap">GUESS</span> you'll be completely
<span class="smcap">DONE</span>;</div>
<div class="verse">This morning's prank you'll surely rue,</div>
<div class="verse">In loss of slate and satchel too,</div>
<div class="verse">Which, proof against all fear of <span class="smcap">LAGGING</span>,</div>
<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Young Soot</span> is from its owner dragging.</div>
<div class="verse"><span class="smcap">Brush</span> quickly with your prize, Young Grim,</div>
<div class="verse">'Twill be no heavy loss to him—</div>
<div class="verse">His course of study from this day</div>
<div class="verse">Will be a very different way.</div>
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<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXXVI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE GAMBLER'S PROGRESS—STEP THE SECOND.</p>
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<div class="verse">Seated in <span class="smcap">Lush Crib</span>, spruce and smug,</div>
<div class="verse">Go on and prosper, worthy <span class="smcap">Pug</span>!</div>
<div class="verse">Tho' long past midnight, who's afraid?</div>
<div class="verse">Time, we all know, for slaves was made.</div>
<div class="verse">What lad of spirit, or discerning,</div>
<div class="verse">Would waste the weary hour in learning,</div>
<div class="verse">And not each dryer study cut,</div>
<div class="verse">To play a social game at Put?</div>
<div class="verse">And wrangle about <span class="smcap">Chalks</span> and <span class="smcap">Legs</span>,</div>
<div class="verse">All Fours and Cribbage, <span class="smcap">Holes</span> and <span class="smcap">Pegs</span>—</div>
<div class="verse">Pastimes of such resistless Power,</div>
<div class="verse">To cheer and charm the passing hour!</div>
<div class="verse">How oft we find in this fair Land,</div>
<div class="verse">Folly and vice go hand-in-hand.</div>
<div class="verse">Pug, let me whisper in your ear,</div>
<div class="verse">You'll buy experience very dear:</div>
<div class="verse">In trick, a scholar, apt and willing,</div>
<div class="verse">You'll soon be stript of every shilling!</div>
<div class="verse">Your adversary knows you're <span class="smcap">GREEN</span>.</div>
<div class="verse">And has a friend behind the scene;</div>
<div class="verse">Who takes good care he never loses,</div>
<div class="verse">By furnishing what card he chooses.</div>
<div class="verse">Play high, play low, 'tis all in vain.</div>
<div class="verse">You'll certainly be <span class="smcap">DONE</span> again!</div>
<div class="verse">And mourn, ere long, Misfortune's gripe,</div>
<div class="verse">In loss of grog, and cash, and <span class="smcap">Wipe</span>—</div>
<div class="verse">The last of which, by dex'trous pawing,</div>
<div class="verse">A Pot-boy Pug is gently drawing;</div>
<div class="verse">While you, intent upon your game,</div>
<div class="verse">Are all unconscious of the same.</div>
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<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXXVII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE GAMBLER'S PROGRESS—STEP THE THIRD.</p>
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<div class="verse">Fresh from the Lush-crib—roaring, staggering,</div>
<div class="verse">Clipping King's English, swearing and swaggering—</div>
<div class="verse">Attended by his faithful Mentor,</div>
<div class="verse">See Pug all ripe for an adventure.</div>
<div class="verse">Already he is holding parley,</div>
<div class="verse">Or rather chaffing with a "Charley—"</div>
<div class="verse">Who, Tom and Jerry deeds reproving,</div>
<div class="verse">Cries, "Gentlemen, push on! keep moving!"</div>
<div class="verse">Ever prepar'd to spring his rattle—</div>
<div class="verse">The trumpet of the watchman's battle.</div>
<div class="verse">See Mentor, bent on mischief, smirking,</div>
<div class="verse">On Pug's excited feelings working.</div>
<div class="verse">"Why does that 'Charley' make a fuss,</div>
<div class="verse">Insulting gentlemen like us,</div>
<div class="verse">Thinking to carry all before him—</div>
<div class="verse">Tip it him on the nob, and floor him!</div>
<div class="verse">Two or three well-plac'd blows, no doubt,</div>
<div class="verse">Will serve the saucy rascal out;</div>
<div class="verse">And never fear that he can whack ye—</div>
<div class="verse">Why, damme, an't I here to back ye—?"</div>
<div class="verse">Watchmen, we know, are oft loquacious,</div>
<div class="verse">And PUGS, by nature, are PUGnacious.</div>
<div class="verse">Sure as our Pug begins the fray,</div>
<div class="verse">His backing friend will sneak away,</div>
<div class="verse">Leaving him, as the safest plan,</div>
<div class="verse">To fight his battle as he can.</div>
<div class="verse">What ills on luckless Pug await:</div>
<div class="verse">Black eyes, bruis'd body, broken pate—</div>
<div class="verse">And, cursing his unlucky plight,</div>
<div class="verse">Consign'd to Watchhouse for the night!</div>
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<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXXVIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE GAMBLER'S PROGRESS—STEP THE FOURTH.</p>
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<div class="verse">O, for a Fogo's Muse to sing</div>
<div class="verse">The glories of the Boxing Ring—</div>
<div class="verse">Where Peer and Prig, and Sweep and Swell,</div>
<div class="verse">Mix in the motley group pell-mell:</div>
<div class="verse">A scene of frolic, row, and danger,</div>
<div class="verse">Where honesty is oft a stranger;</div>
<div class="verse">For doubtful are the chances now</div>
<div class="verse">Of triumph to the best man's brow.</div>
<div class="verse">With equal grief and shame we tell it,</div>
<div class="verse">'Tis "How much do ye ax to sell it?"</div>
<div class="verse">O, for the fighting days of old,</div>
<div class="verse">When men were neither bought nor sold;</div>
<div class="verse">When victory was the aim alone,</div>
<div class="verse">And fighting crosses all unknown.</div>
<div class="verse">Amid the rabble monkey crew,</div>
<div class="verse">See PUG, our hero, full in view—</div>
<div class="verse">His brain with bruising science stored,</div>
<div class="verse">Up to each move upon the board;</div>
<div class="verse">How fluently he prates of flooring,</div>
<div class="verse">Tapping the claret, fibbing, boring—</div>
<div class="verse">Of Chancery-suits and body-battering.</div>
<div class="verse">Ogles sew'd up, and ivories chattering.</div>
<div class="verse">Eager to bet—a Sharper now</div>
<div class="verse">Has got our hopeful Sprig in tow—</div>
<div class="verse">Though Mentor, to his pupil true,</div>
<div class="verse">Hints pretty plainly its a DO.</div>
<div class="verse">"I'll book my man to win for sartin—</div>
<div class="verse">Come, three to one on Bill, at starting?"</div>
<div class="verse">Though Bill is certainly the strongest,</div>
<div class="verse">Perhaps Jack's wind may last the longest.</div>
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<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXXXIX.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE GAMBLER'S PROGRESS—STEP THE FIFTH.</p>
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<div class="verse">Hurrah for Epsom! Mount your prads,</div>
<div class="verse">And start away, like knowing lads,</div>
<div class="verse">To join the swarms of smiling faces</div>
<div class="verse">That throng delighted to the races.</div>
<div class="verse">O, what a scene of joy and jolity,</div>
<div class="verse">Of prancing, capering, and frivolity!</div>
<div class="verse">Where many a swell whose means are scanty,</div>
<div class="verse">Bestrides his batter'd Rosinante—</div>
<div class="verse">Which, proud of such illustrious backers,</div>
<div class="verse">Hails a short respite from the knackers.</div>
<div class="verse">Go it! my heroes! man or monkey</div>
<div class="verse">Mounted on blood, or hack, or donkey.</div>
<div class="verse">Know many a youth, of spirit gay,</div>
<div class="verse">Shall rue the racing of this day,</div>
<div class="verse">And, mourning loss of cash and leather,</div>
<div class="verse">Curse Oaks and Derby Stakes together.</div>
<div class="verse">Where all the springs of fashion gay,</div>
<div class="verse">Can Master Pug be absent? No.</div>
<div class="verse">Still under Mentor's kind protection,</div>
<div class="verse">He presses forward to perfection—</div>
<div class="verse">With the top Coves can prate with spirit</div>
<div class="verse">Of all their racers and their merit;</div>
<div class="verse">Their action, colour, age, and bottom,</div>
<div class="verse">Where they were foal'd, and who begot'em:</div>
<div class="verse">Can bet and hedge, make sure to win,</div>
<div class="verse">And take a well fled'g <span class="smcap">Greenhorn</span> in.</div>
<div class="verse">Mentor, at distance, takes his seat,</div>
<div class="verse">Intently gazing on the heat;</div>
<div class="verse">Intending wisely, if he can,</div>
<div class="verse">To line his purse, and fleece his man.</div>
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<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXL.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE GAMBLER'S PROGRESS—STEP THE SIXTH.</p>
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<div class="verse">Where are the Dashers of the Land</div>
<div class="verse">Who throng'd the Race Course "four-in-hand?"</div>
<div class="verse">The splendid trappings—bang-up team—</div>
<div class="verse">Have all departed like a dream,</div>
<div class="verse">And Britzska, Landau, One-horse Shay,</div>
<div class="verse">Are now the order of the day.</div>
<div class="verse">See the <span class="smcap">Eilwagen</span> skims along,</div>
<div class="verse">The wonder of a gazing throng,</div>
<div class="verse">Who hail the Royal importation,</div>
<div class="verse">A luxury to a lazy nation!—</div>
<div class="verse">Here on a sofa you may share</div>
<div class="verse">Sweet converse with a favourite fair,</div>
<div class="verse">Or snugly when it suits the whim,</div>
<div class="verse">Sloth may stretch out the lazy limb—</div>
<div class="verse">The curtains of the carriage close,</div>
<div class="verse">And sink delighted to repose—</div>
<div class="verse">For such enjoyment thanks are due,</div>
<div class="verse">O, Princely Cumberland! to you.</div>
<div class="verse">Long may you rest your noble head</div>
<div class="verse">On this transcendent Carriage-bed!</div>
<div class="verse">But to our Hero—Pug, the Swell,</div>
<div class="verse">Has done the flats at Epsom well;</div>
<div class="verse">And as you see, in tip-toe twig,</div>
<div class="verse">Now sports his lady and his gig;</div>
<div class="verse">No guardian Mentor now is near</div>
<div class="verse">To breathe sage counsel in his ear;</div>
<div class="verse">For when a Lady's in the case</div>
<div class="verse">Each Mentor's presence must give place.</div>
<div class="verse">In truth he needs no aid of friend</div>
<div class="verse">To prompt him now his gains to spend.</div>
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<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXLI.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE GAMBLER'S PROGRESS—STEP THE SEVENTH.</p>
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<div class="verse">Ah Pug! tho' fortune now has smil'd,</div>
<div class="verse">And mark'd you for a favourite child,</div>
<div class="verse">Too many, by those smiles betray'd;</div>
<div class="verse">Have prov'd her but a fickle jade;</div>
<div class="verse">And like the meteor of the night,</div>
<div class="verse">Misleading with a treacherous light.</div>
<div class="verse">Irksome the task to trace in verse</div>
<div class="verse">The Gamester's course from bad to worse:</div>
<div class="verse">That course of vice may long endure,</div>
<div class="verse">But still the termination's sure.</div>
<div class="verse">What is the upshot of the game?</div>
<div class="verse">Ruin—remorse—disgrace—and shame.</div>
<div class="verse">Behold our Hero—mark him well,</div>
<div class="verse">The inmate of a modern Hell;</div>
<div class="verse">Where Croupier every snare hath set,</div>
<div class="verse">To catch all fish that come to net;</div>
<div class="verse">Tho' of the tribes that sink or swim,</div>
<div class="verse">The <span class="smcap">Gold</span> and
<span class="smcap">Silver</span> Fish for him.</div>
<div class="verse">Now Pug, call Fortune to your aid,</div>
<div class="verse">The colour's black—the Game is made;</div>
<div class="verse">Trente-un—Red wins—a hardish smack!</div>
<div class="verse">You laid that hundred, Pug, on black;</div>
<div class="verse">Don't let that trifle give you trouble,</div>
<div class="verse">Try Black once more, and put down double.</div>
<div class="verse">Red wins again—Ah sound of dread!</div>
<div class="verse">Well now you'll have a run on Red;</div>
<div class="verse">Then change the colour if you will—</div>
<div class="verse">But doom'd to be unlucky still,</div>
<div class="verse">You'll persevere with store diminish'd,</div>
<div class="verse">Till <span class="smcap">YOUR OWN GAME</span> at length is finish'd;</div>
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<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXLII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE GAMBLER'S PROGRESS—STEP THE EIGHTH.</p>
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<div class="verse">'Tis even so—the die is cast,</div>
<div class="verse">And, Pug! your golden dreams have pass'd—</div>
<div class="verse">Well may you mourn the luckless hour</div>
<div class="verse">You plac'd yourself in Mentor's power—</div>
<div class="verse">The knowing practices he taught you;</div>
<div class="verse">To a bad winding-up have brought you,</div>
<div class="verse">Stripp'd of your gains, you now, too late,</div>
<div class="verse">Distracted, curse your bitter fate,</div>
<div class="verse">And gnash your teeth, and grasp your hair,</div>
<div class="verse">In all the raving of despair.</div>
<div class="verse">How shall such anguish be appeas'd?</div>
<div class="verse">How can we heal a mind diseas'd?</div>
<div class="verse">Is there no source of comfort? None.</div>
<div class="verse">No friend to soothe your mind? Not one.</div>
<div class="verse">Mentor, of course, has little claim</div>
<div class="verse">To be distinguished by the name;</div>
<div class="verse">Who with unruffled phyz is viewing</div>
<div class="verse">His pupil's rage and utter ruin;</div>
<div class="verse">Eyes him with self-complacent shrug,</div>
<div class="verse">And thus addresses hapless Pug:—</div>
<div class="verse">"This is a devilish fine cigar—</div>
<div class="verse">Why, what a shocking judge you are!</div>
<div class="verse">I never knew you play so bad—</div>
<div class="verse">I thought you were not <span class="smcap">TO BE HAD</span>;</div>
<div class="verse">'Tis strange, indeed, it never struck ye,</div>
<div class="verse">When you play high, you're never lucky.</div>
<div class="verse">Besides, you play'd too long on Red;</div>
<div class="verse">Didn't you see me shake my head?</div>
<div class="verse">The money was your own, no doubt,</div>
<div class="verse">And handsomely they've cleaned you out."</div>
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<p class="center newpage"><strong>GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXLIII.</strong></p>
<p class="center">THE GAMBLER'S PROGRESS—STEP THE NINTH.</p>
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<div class="verse right">"Last scene of all,</div>
<div class="verse">"That ends this strange eventful story."</div>
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<div class="verse">The Gaming Race at length is run</div>
<div class="verse">And darkness shrouds the evening sun;</div>
<div class="verse">Reproach, Remorse, are now in vain—</div>
<div class="verse">That sun may never rise again!</div>
<div class="verse">Now poverty, distress, disgrace,</div>
<div class="verse">Stare ghastly in the victim's face:</div>
<div class="verse">The heartless shrug, the cut direct,</div>
<div class="verse">And bitter scorn and cold neglect?—</div>
<div class="verse">Those glittering hopes so fondly cherished,</div>
<div class="verse">In one ill-omen'd night have perish'd.</div>
<div class="verse">And Fate, in midnight's deepest gloom,</div>
<div class="verse">Have veil'd our wretched Hero's doom—</div>
<div class="verse">While Suicide is hovering near,</div>
<div class="verse">To put her seal on Pug's career.—</div>
<div class="verse">Stay thy rash hand! ere to that hour</div>
<div class="verse">From which no Traveller can return.</div>
<div class="verse">All stain'd with sin, unfit to die,</div>
<div class="verse">Unsummon'd you presume to fly!—</div>
<div class="verse">The tube is rais'd, the die is cast—</div>
<div class="verse">Another moment is the last.</div>
<div class="verse">But, ere the awful scene is clos'd,</div>
<div class="verse">A guardian hand hath interpos'd;</div>
<div class="verse">And in this time of utmost need,</div>
<div class="verse">See Mentor rush to stay the deed,</div>
<div class="verse">And eagerly his arm extend</div>
<div class="verse">To snatch from death his wretched friend,</div>
<div class="verse">Mentor, this act shall well atone</div>
<div class="verse">For many an error of thine own.</div>
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<p class="center newpage"><strong><span style="font-size: larger;">Transcriber's Note:</span></strong></p>
<ul>
<li>Minor typographical errors have been corrected without note. </li>
<li>Original spelling and its variations were not standardized.</li>
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