Musa Pedestris - Three Centuries of Canting Songs and Slang Rhymes [1536 - 1896] - LightNovelsOnl.com
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I'm blessed if ever I did see, So regular a trump as she: I own my virtues all to thee,-- My mother.
VIII
So hand, my pals, the drink about, My story and my gla.s.s are out, A b.u.mper, boys, and with me shout-- My mother.
[1: well-dressed man]
[2: handkerchief]
[3: made me cunning]
[4: pocket]
[5: penny]
[6: stupid ones]
THE HIGH-PADS FROLIC [Notes]
[1841]
[By LEMAN REDE, being Kit's and Adelgitha's Duet in _Sixteen String Jack_].
_Ade._ Crissy odsbuds, I'll on with my duds, [1]
And over the water we'll flare; _Kit._ Coaches and prads, la.s.ses and lads, [2]
And fiddlers will be there.
_Ade._ There beauty blushes bright, _Kit._ The punch is hot and strong, _Both._And there we'll whisk it, frisk it, whisk it, Skip it, and trip it along!
II
_Ade._ There's Charley Rattan, and natty Jack Rann, And giant-like Giles McGhee; There's Sidle so slim, and flare-away Tim, And all of them doat on me.
_Kit._ Hadelgitha--platonically, Christopher!
_Ade._ But Charley, and Jack, and Tim, In vain may exert their wit.
For still I'll dance it, prance it, dance it, Flaring away with Kit!
II
_Kit._ There's frollicking Kate, and rollicking Bet, And slammerkin Sall so tall, And leary-eyed Poll, and blue-eyed Moll-- Blow me, I love them all!
Christopher--platonically, Hadelgitha!
But Winny, not Jenny, nor Sue, Shall wean this heart from thee-- So thus I'll trip it, lip it, trip it, Trip it with Hadelgitha!
IV
_Kit._ The morning may dawn as sure as you're born, _Ade._ Will find us dancing alone _Kit._ I'll get a hack, be off in a crack, [3]
_Ade._ An elegant Darby and Joan!
How'll the vulgarians stare As they see you sportingly!
_Both._For none can splash it, dash it, splash it, _Crissy Addy_ little you and I.
[1: clothes]
[2: horses]
[3: instant]
THE DASHY, SPLASHY.... LITTLE STRINGER [Notes]
[1841]
[By LEMAN REDE, being Kit's Song in _Sixteen-String Jack_].
I
A cloudy night, and pretty hard it blow'd, The dashy, splashy, leary little stringer, [1]
Mounted his roan, and took the road-- Phililoo!
"My Lord Cashall's on the road to-night, Down with the lads, make my lord alight-- Ran dan row de dow, on we go!"
_Chorus_.--Ran, dan, etc.
II
"You horrid wretch," said my Lord to Rann-- The dashy, splashy, leary little stringer-- "How dare you rob a gentleman?"
Phililoo!
Says Jack, says he, with his knowing phiz, [2]
"I ain't very pertic'lar who it is!
Ran dan row de dow, on we go!"
_Chorus_.--Ran, dan, etc.
III
Ve collar'd the blunt, started off for town, [3]
With the dashy, splashy, leary little stringer, Horses knock'd up, men knock'd down-- Phililoo!
A lady's carriage we next espied, I collar'd the blunt, Jack jumped inside, Ran dan row de dow, on we go!
_Chorus_.--Ran, dan, etc.
IV
Jack took off his hat, with a jaunty air-- The dashy, splashy, leary little stringer-- And he kiss'd the lips of the lady fair-- Phililoo!
She sigh'd a sigh, and her looks said plain, I don't care much if I'm robb'd again!
Ran dan row de dow, on we go!
_Chorus_.--Ran, dan, etc.
[1: spirited horse]
[2: wink]
[3: money]
