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Yet swinken nat fans fecresie.
They asken that, and talken this,
15 « Lo here is Coz, and here is Miss. But, as he glozeth with Speeches foote, The Ducke fore tickleth his Erfe roote : Fore-piece and buttons all-to-brest, Forth thrust a white neck, and red crest. Te-he, cry'd Ladies; Clerke nought spake : Miss star'd; and
r’d; and gray Ducke cryeth Quaake. « O Moder, Moder, (quoth the daughter) « Be thilke fame thing Maids longer a'ter? “ Bette is to pyne on coals and chalke, “ Then truft on Mon, whose yerde can talke.
The A L L E Y.
IN ev'ry Town where Thamis rolls his Tyde,
A narrow Pass there is, with Houses low; Where ever and anon, the Stream is ey'd, And many a Boat soft sliding to and fro. There oft are heard the notes of Infant Woe, 5 The short thick Sob, loud Scream, and shriller
Squall : How can ye, Mothers, vex your children so? Some play, some eat, some cack against the wall, And as they crouchen low, for bread and butter call.
II. And on the broken pavement, here and there, 10 Doth many a stinking sprat and herring lie; A brandy and tobacco shop is near, And hens, and dogs, and hogs are feeding by; And here a sailor's jacket hangs to dry,
At ev'ry door are sun-burnt matrons seen, 15
hood I ween.
ju. The snappish cur, (the passengers annoy) Close at
heel with yelping treble flies; The whimp’ring girl, and hoarser-screaming boy, Join to the yelping treble, Thrilling cries; The scolding Quean to louder notes doth rise, And her full pipes those shrilling cries confound; To her full pipes the grunting hog replies; The grunting hogs alarm the neighbours round, And curs, girls, boys, and scolds, in the deep base
Hard by a Sty, beneath a roof of thatch,