Part 30 (1/2)

I've got them for the young or old._

[Ill.u.s.tration: STICKS AND CANES.]

How sloven like the school-boy looks, Who daubs his books at play; Give him a new one? No, adzooks!

Give him a Cane, I say.

_Buy my fine Gooseberries! Fine Gooseberries!

Three-pence a quart! Ripe Gooseberries!_

[Ill.u.s.tration: GOOSEBERRIES.]

Ripe gooseberries in town you'll buy As cheap as cheap can be; Of many sorts you hear the cry; Pray purchase, sir, of me!

_Pears for pies! Come feast your eyes!

Ripe Pears, of every size, who'll buy?_

[Ill.u.s.tration: RIPE PEARS.]

Pears ripe, pears sound, This woman cries all day; Pears for pies, long or round, Come buy them while you may.

_One a penny, two a penny, hot Cross Buns!

One a penny, two a penny, hot Cross Buns!_

[Ill.u.s.tration: HOT CROSS BUNS.]

Think on this sacred festival; Think why Cross Buns were given; Then think of Him who dy'd for all, To give you right to Heaven.

_Maids, I mend old Pans or Kettles, Mend old Pans or Kettles, O!_

[Ill.u.s.tration: THE TINKER.]

Hark, who is this? the Tinker bold, To mend or spoil your kettle, Whose wife I'm certain is a scold, Made of basest metal.

_Buy my Capers! Buy my nice Capers!

Buy my Anchovies! Buy my nice Anchovies!_

[Ill.u.s.tration: CAPERS, ANCHOVIES.]

How melodious the voice of this man, The Capers he says are the best; His Anchovies too, beat 'em who can, Are constantly found in request.

_Mulberries, all ripe and fresh to day!

Only a groat a pottle--full to the bottom!_

[Ill.u.s.tration: MULBERRIES.]

Mulberries, ripe and fresh to-day, They warm and purify the blood; Have them a groat a pottle you may.

They are all fres.h.!.+ they are all good!