Collier's water, Croydon

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1862 - 60 pages
 

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Page 55 - My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit. "But let me scrape the dirt away That hangs upon your face; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case.
Page 54 - But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there; For why? his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong; So did he fly—which brings me to The middle of my song.
Page 55 - And all the world would stare If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware.
Page 57 - Stop thief! stop thief! — a highwayman ! Not one of them was mute ; And all and each that pass'd that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking as before, That Gilpin rode a race.
Page 51 - To drive up to the door, lest all Should say that she was proud. So three doors off the chaise was stayed. Where they did all get in; Six precious souls, and all agog To dash through thick and thin.
Page 51 - He soon replied, I do admire Of womankind but one, And you are she my dearest dear, Therefore it shall be done, I am a linen-draper bold, As all the world doth know, And my good friend the calender Will lend his horse to go.
Page 55 - What news? what news ? your tidings tell ? Tell me you must and shall — Say why bareheaded you are come, Or why you come at all ? " Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit, And loved a timely joke ; And thus unto the calender In merry guise he spoke : — '• I came because your horse would come ; And, if I well forbode, My hat and wig will soon be here, — They are upon the road.
Page 52 - Each bottle had a curling ear, Through which the belt he drew, And hung a bottle on each side, To make his balance true. Then over all, that he might be Equipp'd from top to toe, His long red cloak, well brush'd and neat, He manfully did throw.
Page 51 - Where they did all get in ; Six precious souls, and all agog To dash through thick and thin. Smack went the whip, round went the wheels, Were never folk so glad, The stones did rattle underneath As if Cheapside were mad.
Page 51 - Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, "The wine is left behind !" " Good lack !" quoth he, " yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword, When I do exercise.

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