Part 34 (1/2)

The sun kiss'd the flowers as he rose from the sea bright, And their golden eyes opened with beauty and glee bright, Their sweets are untasted by hornet or bee-- They are fresh as the morning and lovely to see-- So reject not the blossoms now offered by me-- _But buy, buy, buy, buy_.

Nay, never refuse me, nor cry my buds down, They are nature's production, and sweet ones, you'll own; And tho' torn from the earth, they will smile in your hall, They will bloom in a cottage, be it ever so small-- And still look the lovliest flowers of all!

_So buy, buy, buy, buy._

THE LONDON CRIES IN LONDON STREETS.

_Embellished with Pretty Cuts, For the use of Good little Boys and Girls, and a Copy of Verses._

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Printed by T. BIRT, Great St. Andrew Street, Wholesale & Retail, 30, Seven Dials, London.

_Country Orders punctually attended to._

EVERY DESCRIPTION OF PRINTING DONE CHEAP.

TRAVELLERS AND SHOPKEEPERS SUPPLIED WITH SHEET HYMNS, PATTERS, AND SLIP SONGS, AS CHEAP AND GOOD AS ANY SHOP IN LONDON.

T. BIRT.

TO THE GOOD LITTLE MASTERS AND MISTRESSES IN TOWN AND COUNTRY.

Here! look at the Cries of London town, For you need not travel there; But view you those of most renown, Whilst sitting in your chair.

At Home--a hundred miles away, 'Tis easy now to look At the Cries of London gay, In this our little book.

Yes; there in quiet you may be, Beside the winter's fire, And read as well as see, All those that you desire.

Or underneath the oak so grey, That grows beside the briar; May pa.s.s the summer's eve away, And view each City Crier.

[Ill.u.s.tration: BUY A GAZETTE? GREAT NEWS!]

In the Gazette great news, to-day: The enemy is beat, they say, And all are eager to be told-- The news, the new events unfold.

[Ill.u.s.tration: COME BUY MY FINE ROSES.]

Come buy my fine roses, My myrtles and stocks; My sweet smelling balsams And close growing box.

[Ill.u.s.tration: BUY AN ALMANACK: NEW ALMANACKS.]

My Almanacks aim at no learning at all, But only to show when the holidays fall: And tell, as by study we easily may, How many eclipses the year will display.

[Ill.u.s.tration: BUY A MOP? BUY A MOP?]

My Mop is so big, It might serve as a wig For a judge, had he no objection; And as to my brooms, They will sweep dirty rooms, And make the dust fly, to perfection.

[Ill.u.s.tration: LOBSTERS AND CRABS.]

Here's lobsters and crabs, Alive, O! and good, So buy if you please; This delicate food.

[Ill.u.s.tration: MILK FROM THE COW.]

Rich Milk from the Cow, Both sweet and fine; The doctors declare; It is better than wine.