Part 37 (1/2)

And Whin Bob 'bout the militia constantly does swet; But by cunningness escap'd them, aye an' sae will he yet.

Jack Nicholson, the n.o.ble soul, a deal o' breeding shows, Got a patent frae the King to split sheep heads wi' his nose; The butchers fearing o' disgrace, a job he ne'er cud get-- But the honour's aye been wi' him, aye, an' sae will it yet.

Of Fishwives tee, that's i' wor toon, up to the present day, Euphy Scott she is prime minister to Queen Madgie Gray.

The understrappers and descendants maintain that it was fit, She should rule the market as she lik'd, an' sae will she yet.

Captain Starkey, p.u.s.s.ey Willie, and poor Cuddy Reed, Lousy Donald and au'd Judy, poor souls! they've a' gyen deed: But, marrows, keep ye up your hearts, this is not the time to fret, For their memories hae e'er been up, aye an' say will they yet.

_HUMANUM EST ERRARE._

OLD NICK'S VISIT TO H----'S KITCHEN.

Tune--”The King of the Cannibal Islands.”

Old Nick, for pastime, took a prance, And to Newcastle did advance; At Grainger's buildings just did glance, And swagger'd away to H----'s Kitchen.

The Kitchen soon was in a roar, When Nick exclaim'd--I'll pay the score!

So let the drink go round galore-- Which soon laid numbers on the floor:-- Cried Swalwell Pyet--Old Friend, what cheer!

We're heartily glad to see you here-- Nick smack'd the ale, and soon turn'd queer Among his friends in the Kitchen.

CHORUS.

Then shout hurrah for Ralph's good ale!

O may its virtues never fail-- It made Old Nick to c.o.c.k his tail, And stagger about in the Kitchen.

In midst of all the noise and din, The merry crew came tumbling in, From Parlour and c.o.c.k'd Hat so trim, To join their friend in the Kitchen:-- First Ramsay Jack, the brokers' hack, With G---- and E---- upon his back-- Great Doctor Flash came in a crack!-- Brave Noodle W----n join'd the pack; And from the Vestry, like a rose, Came M----ty with the brandy nose, And B----m dress'd in dandy clothes, To welcome Nick to the Kitchen.

Then shout hurrah, &c.

Fam'd H----p acted Crook-back'd d.i.c.k, And sung a song to please Old Nick; Jim W----n smoak'd till S----t turn'd sick, And they bundled them out of the Kitchen.

Old S----y, too, that gallant tar, Said when on board a man of war, He conquer'd Yankee and Lascar, And knew all countries near and far: Old Nick then gave a dreadful roar, With voice just like the grizzly boar, Brave S----y ran towards the door, And fled half-dead from the Kitchen!

Then shout hurrah, &c.

Old Wash C---- with his dirty paws, Sat rubbing up his grim old jaws, And scandalizing without cause, His dearest friend in the Kitchen.

Jim Colvin and Ned Mushel smart, Were guzzling beer down by the quart!

Old Snuffy Tom well play'd his part, He swigg'd away with all his heart.

Old Nick cried, Is my Uncle here?

I long to taste of his good cheer!-- A lump of beef did soon appear, And they gobbled it up in the Kitchen!

Then shout hurrah, &c.

O hark! cried Nick, the clock strikes one!

So midnight's past--I must be gone; When I remount my brimstone throne, I'll oftentimes think of the Kitchen.