going ladies from Hume Street in their chairs, the bearers baited, | | 1 |
some wandering hamalags out of the adjacent cloverfields of | | 2 |
Mosse's Gardens, an oblate father from Skinner's Alley, brick- | | 3 |
layers, a fleming, in tabinet fumant, with spouse and dog, an aged | | 4 |
hammersmith who had some chisellers by the hand, a bout of | | 5 |
cudgel players, not a few sheep with the braxy, two bluecoat | | 6 |
scholars, four broke gents out of Simpson's on the Rocks, a | | 7 |
portly and a pert still tassing Turkey Coffee and orange shrub in | | 8 |
tickeyes door, Peter Pim and Paul Fry and then Elliot and, O, | | 9 |
Atkinson, suffering hell's delights from the blains of their annui- | | 10 |
tants' acorns not forgetting a deuce of dianas ridy for the hunt, a | | 11 |
particularist prebendary pondering on the roman easter, the ton- | | 12 |
sure question and greek uniates, plunk em, a lace lappet head or | | 13 |
two or three or four from a window, and so on down to a few good | | 14 |
old souls, who, as they were juiced after taking their pledge over at | | 15 |
the uncle's place, were evidently under the spell of liquor, from the | | 16 |
wake of Tarry the Tailor a fair girl, a jolly postoboy thinking off | | 17 |
three flagons and one, a plumodrole, a half sir from the weaver's | | 18 |
almshouse who clings and clings and chatchatchat clings to her, a | | 19 |
wholedam's cloudhued pittycoat, as child, as curiolater, as Caoch | | 20 |
O'Leary. The wararrow went round, so it did, (a nation wants | | 21 |
a gaze) and the ballad, in the felibrine trancoped metre affectioned | | 22 |
by Taiocebo in his Casudas de Poulichinello Artahut, stump- | | 23 |
stampaded on to a slip of blancovide and headed by an excessively | | 24 |
rough and red woodcut, privately printed at the rimepress of | | 25 |
Delville, soon fluttered its secret on white highway and brown | | 26 |
byway to the rose of the winds and the blew of the gaels, from | | 27 |
archway to lattice and from black hand to pink ear, village crying | | 28 |
to village, through the five pussyfours green of the united states | | 29 |
of Scotia Picta ? ? ?and he who denays it, may his hairs be rubbed | | 30 |
in dirt! To the added strains (so peacifold) of his majesty the | | 31 |
flute, that onecrooned king of inscrewments, Piggott's purest, ciello | | 32 |
alsoliuto, which Mr Delaney (Mr Delacey?), horn, anticipating | | 33 |
a perfect downpour of plaudits among the rapsods, piped | | 34 |
out of his decentsoort hat, looking still more like his purseyful | | 35 |
namesake as men of Gaul noted, but before of to sputabout, the | | 36 |