Memoirs of Harry Rowe, by J. Croft. [Followed by] The sham doctor, a farce, by H. Rowe1800 |
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ALDERMAN CRAPE Ambrose apothecary assure Bart Beningbrough Hall better Bondfield called CAXON charity Charles cheating CHOR coat complaints conscience CONSTABLE Coventry cure dearest Derry disease Dispensary dropsy electuary Exit FIFTH PATIENT follow FOOTBOY fortune forward FOURTEENTH PATIENT Ganthorp gentleman George Give this patient green-grocer Gropen Hall happy HARRY ROWE Harry's Henry honour husband John Kexy lady lady's liberty licence live LORD MAYOR Lordship M. P. 2 copies married MARROWBONE master matrimony medicines ment Merchant Miss MUDGE Murder neighbour neighbour Jones never old maid PENDRAGON physician pills plaints poor POTION pray Royds Samuel W SEVENTH PATIENT Sham Doctor shilling SIXTEENTH PATIENT SIXTH PATIENT SONG soon soot street suppose tell TENTH PATIENT termagant thing THOMAS TACK Thormanby thousand pounds tripe TWELFTH PATIENT villain vixen waistcoat widow wife wish wives woman York
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Page 104 - A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty, Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
Page 2 - Memoirs of Harry Rowe, Constructed from materials found in an old box, after his decease.
Page 85 - I cou'd end thee at a Blow; Poor Victory, To conquer thee, Or glory in thy Overthrow: Vanquish a Slave that is half slain! So mean a Triumph I disdain.
Page 99 - Greenwich they show'd me the door, At Chelsea they call'd me a tar : So falling to nothing betwixt those two stools, I, the whole world before me, was free To ask comfort from misers, and pity from fools, And live on that air, men's charity. And what now of all this here patter at last ? How many who hold their heads high, And in fashion's fine whirligig fly round so fast, Are but beggars as well as I ! The courtier he begs for a snug sinecure, For a smile beg your amorous elves, Churchwardens hand...
Page 99 - ... Or is it to see me beg ? Lord love you, hard fortune is nothing at all, And he's but a fool and a dunce Who expects, when he's running full butt 'gainst a wall, Not to get a good rap on the sconce If beg, borrow, or steal, be the choice of mankind, Surely I choose the best of the three ; Besides, as times go, what a comfort to find That in this bad world there's some charity ! For a soldier I listed, to grow great in fame, And be shot at for sixpence a-day ; Lord help the poor poultry wherever...
Page 99 - The courtier he begs for a snug sinecure, For a smile beg your amorous elves; Churchwardens hand the plate, and beg round for the poor, Just to pamper and fatten themselves. Thus we're beggars throughout the whole race of mankind, As by daily experience we see ; And as times go, what a comfort to find That in this bad world there's some charity.