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And there to tempt his eye, sir,
With a coat of five capes that quite covers Was fish, and flesh, and fowl;
my back; And when he was a-dry, sir,
And my wife keeps a sausage-shop, not , There stood the brimming bowl.
many miles Nor did the king forbid him
From the narrowest alley in all broad St. From drinking all he could,
Giles. The monarch never chid him,
Though poor, we are honest and very conBut fill'him with his food,
(rent; ( then, to see the pleasure
We pay as we go, for meat, drink, and for Squire Damocles exprest!
To work all the week I am able and willing, 'Twas joy beyond all measure,
I never get drunk, and I waste not a shilling, Was ever man so blest?,
And while at a tavern my gentleman tarries, With greedy eyes the squire
The coachman grows richer than he whom Devour'd each costly dainty ;
[sin, You'd think he did aspire
And I'd rather (said I) since it saves me from To eat as much as twenty,"
Be the driver without, than the toper within. But just as he prepar'd, sir,
Yet though dram-shops I hate, and the Of bliss to take his swing ;
dram-drinking friend, (), how the man was scar'd, sir,
I'm not quite so good but I wish I may By this so cruel king!
mend; When he to eat intended,
| repent of my sins, since we all are deLo! just above his head,
sav'd. He spied a sword suspended
For a coachman, I hold, has a soul to be All by a single thread.
When a riotous multitude fills up a street, How did it change the feasting
And the greater part know not, boys, whereTo worm wood and to gall,
fore they meet; To think, while he was tasting,
If I see there is mischief, I never go there, The pointed sword might fall.
Let others get tipsy so I get my fare. Then in a moment's time, sir,
Now to church, if I take some good lady to He loath'd the luscious feast;
pray, And dreaded as a crime, sir,
It grieves me tull sore to be kept quite away; The brimming bowl to taste.
So I step within side, though the sermon's Now, if you're for applying
begun, The story I have told,
For a slice of the service is better than none. I think there's no denying
Then my glasses are whole, and my coach is 'Tis worth its weight in gold.
. street; Ye gay, who view this stranger,
I am always the first to be call'd in the And pity his sad case;
And I'm known by the name ('tis a name And think there was great danger
rather rare) In such a fearful place;
Of the coachman that never asks more than Come, let this awful truth, sir,
his fare. . In all your minds be stor'd ; *
Though my beasts should be dull, yet I don't To each intemp'rate youth, sir,
use them ill; - Death is that pointed sword.
Though they stumble I swear not, nor cut And though you see no reason
them up hill; 'To check your mirth at all,
For I firmly believe there's no charm in an In some licentious season
oath The sword on you may fall.
That can make a nag trot, when to walk her So learn, while at your ease, sir,
is loth, You drink down draughts delicious; And though I'm a coachman, I'll freely conTo think of Damocles, sir,'.
fess, And old king Dionysius.
I beg of my Maker my labours to bless;
night, THE HACKNEY COACHMAN:
| And 'tis this makes my heart feel so cheer.
ful and light, OR, THE WAY TO GET A GOOD FARE,
| When I drive to a fun'ral I care not for drink,
That is not the moment to guzzle, but think; To the tune of 'I wish I was a fisherman.
And I wish I could add, both of coachman I am a bold coachman, and drive a good and hack
| That both of us strove to amend a bit faster.
BY WILL CHIP, A COUNTRY CARPENTER,
It is a privilege to be prescribed to in things about which our minds would otherwise be lost with various apprehensions. And for pleasure, I shall profess myself so far from doting on that popular idol, Liberty, that I hardly think it possible for any kind of obedience to be more painful than an unrestrained liberty. Were there not true bounds, of magistrates, of laws, of piety, of reason in the heart, every man would have a fool, nay, a mad tyrant to his master, that would multiply him more sorrows than the briars and thorns did to Adam, when be was freed from the bliss at once, and the restraint of Paradise, and became a greater slave in the wilderness than in the enclosure.--Dr. Hammond's Sermon.
BETWEEN JACK ANVIL, THE BLACKSMITH, AND TOM HOD, THE MASON.
Jack. What's the mater, Tom? Why | Tom. But I want a general reform, dist look so dismal !
| Jack. Then let every one mend one. Tom. Dismal, indeed! Well enough I Tom. Pooh! I wani freedom and happi-'
ness, the same as they have got in France. Jack. What! is the old mare dead? or Jack. What, Tom, we imitate them ? work scarce?
We follow the French! Why they only beTom. No, no, work's plenty enough, if a gan all this mischief at first in order to be man bad but the heart to go to it.
just what we are already ; and what a blesJack, What book art reading? Why dost sed land must this be, to be in actual posKoks like a hang dog?
session of all they ever hoped to gain by all Tom. (Looking on his book.) Cause their hurly-burly. Imitate theni indee:1! Eugh. Why I find here that I'm very - Why I'd sooner go to the negroes to get unhappy, and very miserable; which I learning, or to the Turks to get religion,, should never have known if I had not had than to the French for freedom and bappithe good luck to meet with this book. () ness. tis a precious book!
| Tom. What do you mean by that? ar'n't Jack. A good sign though; that you can't the French free? find out you're unhappy without looking into Jack. Free, Tom ! ay free with a witness. a bouk for it! What is ihe matter?
They are all so free that there's nobody suite. Tom. Matter? Why I want liberty. | They make free to rob whom they will, and Jack. Liberty! That's bad indeed! kill whom they will. If they don't like a Wha! has any one fetched a warrant for man's looks, they make free to hang him thee? Come, man, cheer up, I'll be bound without judge or jury, and the next lampfor thee. Thou art an honest fellow in the post serves for the gallows; so then they Dain, though thou dost tipple and prate a call themselves free, because you see they buie too much at the Rose and Crown. have no law left to condemn them, and no
Tom. No, no, I want a new constitution. king to take them up and hang them for it. Jack. Indeed! Why I thought thou hadst Tom. Ah, but Jack, did'nt their king forbeen a desperate healthy fellow. Send for merly hang people for nothing too ? and bethe doctor directly.
sides, were they not all papists before they Tom. I'm not sick ; I want liberty and revolution ? equality, and the rights of man.
Jack. Why, true enough, they had but a Jack. 0, now I understand thee. What! | poor sort of religion ; but bad is better than thoi art a leveller and a republican, I war-none, Tom. And so was the government T'i !
bad enough too ; for they could clap an inTom. I'm a friend to the people, I want nocent man into prison, and keep him there a reform.
too as long as they would, and never say with Jark. Then the shortest way is to mend your leave or by your leave, gentlemen of ta, seit.
Ithe jury. But what's all that to us?
Tom. To us! Why don't many of our main equal a minute. I should out-fight governors put many of our poor folks in pri- thee, and he'd out-wit thee. And if such a son against their will ? What are all the sturdy fellow as I am, was to come and jails for? Down with the jails, I say; all break down thy hedge for a little firing, or men should be free.
take away the crop from thy ground, I'm Jack. Harkee, Tom, a few rogues in pri- not so sure that these new-fangled laws son keep the rest in order, and then honest would see thee righted. I tell thee, Tom, men go about their business in safety, afraid, we have a fine constitution already, and our of nobody; that's the way to be free. And forefathers thought so. let me tell thee, Tom, thou and I are tried by Tom. They were a pack of fools, and had our peers as much as a lord is. Why the never read the Rights of Man, king can't send me to prison if I do no harm; Jack. I'll tell thee a story. When sir and if I do, there's reason good why I should John married, my lady, who is a little fango there. I may go to law with sir John at| tastical, and likes to do every thing like the the great castle yonder; and he no more French, begged him to pull down yonder dares lift his little finger against me than if I fine old castle, and build it up in her frijwere his equal. A lord is hanged for hang. pery way. No, says sir John, what shall I ing matter, as thou or I should be; and if it I pull down this noble building, raised by the will be any comfort to thee, I myself remem- wisdom of my brave ancestors; which outber a peér of the realiu being hanged for stood the civil wars, and only underwent a killing his man, just the same as the man little needful repair at the revolution ; a caswould have been for killing him. **
|tle which all my neighbours come to take a Tom. A lord ! Well, that is some com-pattern by-shall I pull it all down, I say, fort to be sure. But have you read the only because there may be a dark closet, or Rights of Man?
an awkward passage,oran inconvenient room Jack. No, not I: I had rather by half or two in it? Our ancestors took time for read the Whole Duty of Man. I have but what they did. They understood foundation little time for reading, and such as I should work ; no running up your little slight lach therefore only read a bit of the best. . and plaster buildings, which are up in a day,
Tom, Don't tell me of those old-fashioned and down in a night. My lady mumpt and notions. Why should not we have the same grumbled; but the castle was let stand, and fine things they have got in France? I'm a glorious building it is ; though there may for a constitution, and organization, and be a triiling fault or two, and though a few equalization, and fraternization.
decays winnt stopping; so now and then *Jack. Do be quict. Now, Tom, only they mend a little thing, and they'll go on suppose this nonsensical equality was to mending, I dare say, as they have leisure, to take place; why it would not last while one the end of the chipter, if they are let alone. could say Jack Robinson; or suppose it But no pull-me-down works. What is it could-suppose in the general division, our you are crying out for, Tom ? new rulers were to give us half an acre of Tom. Why for a perfect government. ground a-piece; we could to be sure raise Jack. You might as well cry for the moon. potatoes on it for the use of our families ; but There's nothing perfect in this world, take as every other man would be equally busy my word for it : though sir John says, we in raising potatoes for his family, why then come nearer to it tinan any country in the you see if thou wast to break thy spáde, I, world ever did. whose trade it is, should no longer be able Tom, I don't see why we are to work like to mend it. Neighbour Snip would have no slaves, while others roll about in their coachtime to make us a suit of clothes, nor the es, feed on the fat of the land, and do noclothier to weave the cloth; for all the thing. world would be gone a digging. And as to Juck. My little maid brought home a stoboots and shoes, the want of some one to ry-book from the charity school t'other day. make them for us, would be a still greater in which was a bit of a fble about the belly grievance than the tax on leather. If we and the limbs. The hands said, I won't should be sick, there would be no doctor's work any longer to feed this lazy belly, who stuff for us; for doctors would be digging sits in state like a lord and does nothing. too. And if necessity did not compel, and if Said the feet, I won't walk and tire myself inequality subsisted, we could not get a to carry him abcut; let him shift for himchimney swept, or a load of coal from pit, self; so said all the members; just as your for love or money.
levellers and republicans do now. And Tom. But siili I should have no one over what was the consequence? Why the belmy head.
ly was pinched to be sure, and grew thin Jack. That's a mistake : I'm stronger upon it; but the hands and the feet, and the than thou; and Standish, the exciseman, is rest of the members, suffered so much for a better scholar; so that we should not re-want of their old nourishment, which the
belly had been all the time administering,
while they accused him of sitting in idle Loid Ferrers was lianged in 1760, for killing his
state, that they all feil sick, pined away, stesaru.
land would have died, if they had not conie to their senses just in time to save their lives, whosoever therefore resistcth the power, reas I hope all you will do
sisteth the ordinance of God.' Thou say'st, Tom. But the times_but the taxes, thou wilt pay no taxes to any of then. Luck.
Dost thou know who it was that worked a Jack. Things are dear to be sure, but riot miracle, that he might have money to pay and murder is not the way to make them tribute with, rather than set you and me an cheap. And taxes are high; but I'm cold example of disobedience to government? an there's a deal of old scores paying off, and example, let me tell thee, worth an hundred poving off by them who did not contract the precepts, and of wbich all the wit of man det neither, Tom. Besides things are can never lessen the value. Then there's mending, I hope ; and what little is done, is another thing wortlı minding, when St. Paul for as poor people; our candles are some- was giving all those directions, in the epistle what cheaper, and I dare say, it the honest to the Romans, for obedience and submisgentleman who has the management of sion; what sort of a king now dost think they things, is not disturbed by you levellers, had? Dost think 'twas a saint which he orthings will mend every day. But bear one dered them to obey ? thing in mind : the more we riot, the more Tom. Why it was a kind, merciful, chaHesiall have to pay : the more mischief is ritable king to be sure; one who put nobody One, the more will the repairs cost : the to death or to prison. Ingre time we waste in meeting to redress Jack. You was never more out in your preblic wrongs, the more we shall increase lite. Our parson says he was a monsterour private wants. And mind too, that 'tis that he robbed the richi, and murdered the working, and not murmuring, which puts poor-set fire to his own town, as tine a place bread in our children's mouths, and a new as London-fiddled to the flames, and then cat on our backs. Mind another thing too, hanged and burnt the Christians, who were We have not the same ground of complaint ; all poor, as if they had burnt the town. Yet m France the poor paid all the taxes, as I there's not a word about rising.-Duties are have heard 'em say, and the quality paid fixed, Tom.-Laws are settled; a Christian whing.
can't pick and chuse, whether he will obey Tom, Well, I know what's what, as well or let it alone. But we have no such trials. as another: and I'm as fit to govern
We have a king the very reverse. Jack. No, Tom, no. You are indeed as Tom. I say we shall never be happy, till gradas another man, seeing you have hands we do as the French have done, to work, and a soul to be saved. But are Jack. The French and we contending for all men fit for all kind of things ? Solomon liberty, Tom, is just as if thou and I were to says; 'How can he be wise whose talk is of pretend to run a race: thou to set out from oxen?' Every one in his way. I am a bet- the starting-post when I am in already ; thou ter judge of a horse-shoe than Sir John ; but to have all the ground to travel when I have he has a deal better notion of state affairs reached the end. Why we've got it man! than 1; and I can no more do without his we've no race to run ! we're there already! enploy than he can do without my farriery. Our constitution is no more like what the Besides, few are so poor but they may get a French one was, than a mug of our Taunton fute for a parliament-man; and so you see beer is like a platter of their soup-maigre. the poor have as much share in the govern- Tom. I know we shall be undone, if we ment as thep well know how to manage. don't get a new constitution-that's all.
Tom. But I say all men are equal. Why Jack. And I know we shall be undone, if should one be above another?
we do. I don't know much about politics, Jack. If that's thy talk, Tom, thou dost but I can see by a little, what a great deal quarrel with Providence, and not with go-means. Now only to show thee the state of vernment. For the woman is below her hus- public credit, as I think Tim Standish calls band, and the children are below their mo-it. There's farmer Furrow, a few years ther, and the servant is below his master. ago he had an odd fifty pounds by him ; so
Tom. But the subject is not below the to keep it out of harm's way, he put it out to kug: all kings are crown'd ruffians :' and use, on government security, I think he all governments are wicked. For my part, calls it; well, t'other day he married one of I'm resolv'd I'll pay no more taxes to any of his daughters, so he thought he'd give her
that fifty pounds for a bit of a portion. Tom, Jack. Tom, Tom, if thou didst go oft'ner as I'm a living man, when he went to take to church, thou wouldst know where it is it out, if his fifty pounds was not almost Sid, 'Render unto Cæsar the things that grown to an hundred ! and would have been are Cæsar's;' and also, Fear God, honour a full hundred, they say, by this time, if the the king. Your book tells you that we need gentlemen had been let alone. * dey no government but that of the people; Tom, Well, still as the old saying is--I and that we may fashion and alter the go- should like to do as they do in France. vertiment according to our whimsies : but Jack. What, shouldest like to be murder. " muine tells me, 'Let every one be subject to the higher powers, for all power is of God, I This was written before the war, when the funds the powers that be are ordained of God; I were at the bigliest. Vok, 1.
ed with as little ceremony as Hackabout, the Jack. The more's the pity. Cut there's butcher, knocks down a calt? or shouldest other help. 'Twas but last year you broke like to get rid of thy wife for every little bit your leg, and was nine weeks in the Briti! of tiff? And as foi liberty of conscience, Infirmary, where you was taken as much which they brag so much about, why they care of as a lord, and your family was mainhave driven away their parsons (ay, and tained all the while by the parishi. No pooja murdered many of 'em) because they would rates in France, Tom ; and here there's a not swear as they would have thein. And matter of two million and a half paid for the then they taik of liberty of the press ; why, poor every year, if 'twas but a little better Tom, only t'other day they hang'da man for managed. printing a book against this pretty govern Tom. Two million and a half! ment of theirs.
Jack. Ay, indeed. Not translated into Tom. But you said yourself it was sad ten-pences, as your French millions are, but times in France, before they pulled down twenty good shillings to the pound. But : the old government,
when this levelling comes about, there will Jack. Well, and suppose the French were be no infirmaries, no hospitals, no charityas much in the right as I know them to bein schools, no Sunday-schools, where so many the wrong ; what does that argue for us? - hundred thousand poor souls learn to read Because my neighbour Furrow, t'other day the word of God for nothing.- For who is pulled down a crazy old barn, is that a rea- to pay for them ? Equality can't afford it; son why I must set fire to my tight cottage? and those that may be willing won't be
Tom, I don't see for all that why one man able. is to ride in his coach and six, while another Tom, But we shall be one as good as anmends the highway for him.
other for all that. Jack. I don't see why the man in the coach Jack. Ay, and bad will be the best. But is to drive over the man on foot, or hurt a we must work as we do now, and with this hair of his headl, any more than you. And difference, that no one will be able to pay us. as to our great folks, that you levellers have Tom! I have got the use of my limbs, of my such a spite against, I don't pretend to say liberty, of the laws, and of n.y Bible. The they are a bit better than they should be; two first I take to be my natural rights; the but that's no affair of mine; let them look to two last my civil and religious rights: these, that; they'll answer for that in another place. I take it, are the true Rights of Man, and To be sure, I wish they'd set us a better ex- all the rest is nothing but nonsense and madample about going to church, and those ness and wickedness. My cottage is my things; but still hoarding's not the sin of the castle ; I sit down in it at night in peace and age; they don't lock up their money-away thankfulness, and no man mabeth me it goes, and every body's the better for it. - afraid.' Instead of indulging discontent, beThey do spend too much, to be sure, in feast-cause another is richer than I in this world ings and fandangoes; and so far from com-|(for envy is at the bottom of your equality mending them for it, if I was a parson I'd go works) I read my Bible, go to church, and to work with 'em, but it should be in another look forward to a treasure in Heaven, kind of way; but as I am only a poor trades- Tom, Ay, but the French have got it in man, why 'tis but bringing more grist to my this world. mill. It all comes among the people. Their Jack. 'Tis all a lie, Tom. Sir John's butvery extravagance, for which, as I said be- ler says his master geis letters which suy 'uis fore, their parsons should be at them, is a all a lie. 'Tis all murder, and nakeuness, fault by which, as poor men, we are benefit- and hunger, many of the poor soldiers fight ed; so you cry out just in the wrong place. without victuals, and march without clothes. Their coaches and their furniture, and their These are your democrats ! Tom. buildings, and their planting, employ a pow- Tom. What then, dost think all the men er of tradesmen and labourers. Now in this on our side wicked ? village, what should we do without the cas-1 Jack. No, not so neither-If some of the tle? Though my lady is too rantipolish, and leaders are knaves, more of the followers fies about all summer to hot water and cold are fools. Sir John, who is wiser than I, water, and fresh water and salt water, when says the whole system is the operation of she ought to stay at home with sir John: yet fraud upon tolly. They've made fools of when she does come down, she brings such a most of you, as I believe. I judge no man, deal of gentry that I have more horses than Tom; I hate no man. Even republicans and I can shoe, and my wife more linen than she levellers, I hope, will always enjoy the pine can wash. Then all our grown children are tection of our laws; though I hope they will servants in the family, and rare wages they never be our law makers. There are mahave got. Our litle boys get something ny true dissenters, and there are some helevery day by weeding tneir gardens, and the low churchmen; and a good man is a good girls learn to sew and knit at Sir John's ex- man, whether his church has got a steeple pense, who sends them all to school of a Sun- to it or not.--The new fashion'd way of proday besides,
ving one's religion is to hate somebody. Now, Tom. Ay, but there's not Sir Johns in though some folks pretend that a man's haevery village.
Iting a papist, or a presbytcrian, proves him