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And when a thriving landlord aims so high
As to exchange the Chequer for the Pye,
Or from Duke William to the Dog repairs,
He takes a finer coat and fiercer airs.

Pleased with his power, the poor man loves to say
What favourite inn shall share his evening's pay;
Where he shall sit the social hour, and lose
His past day's labours and his next day's views.
Our seamen too have choice: one takes a trip
In the warm cabin of his favourite ship;
And on the morrow in the humbler boat
He rows, till fancy feels herself afloat;
Can he the sign-Three Jolly Sailors pass,
Who hears a fiddle and who sees a lass?
The Anchor too affords the seaman joys,
In small smoked room, all clamour, crowd, and noise ;
Where a curved settle half surrounds the fire,
Where fifty voices purl and punch require :
They come for pleasure in their leisure hour,
And they enjoy it to their utmost power ;
Standing they drink, they swearing smoke, while all
Call or make ready for a second call :
There is no time for trifling—“ Do ye see?
“ We drink and drub the French extempore.”

See ! round the room, on every beam and balk, Are mingled scrolls of hieroglyphic chalk;

Yet nothing heeded--would one stroke suffice
To blot out all, bere honour is too nice,-
“ Let knavish landsmen think such dirty things,
“ We're British tars, and British tars are kings.”

But the Green-Man shall I pass by unsung,
Which mine own James upon his sign-post hung ?
His sign, his image,--for he once was seen
A squire's attendant, clad in keeper's green;
Ere yet with wages more, and honour less,
He stood behind me in a graver dress.

James in an evil hour went forth to woo Young Juliet Hart, and was her Romeo : They 'd seen the play, and thought it vastly sweet For two young lovers by the moon to meet ; The nymph was gentle, of her favours free, Ev’n at a word-no Rosalind was she; Nor, like that other Juliet, tried his truth With—“ Be thy purpose marriage, gentle youth?” But him received, and heard his tender tale When sang the lark, and when the nightingale : So in few months the generous lass was seen I'the way that all the Capulets had been.

Then first repentance seized the amorous man, And--shame on love-he reason'd and he ran; The thoughtful Romeo trembled for his purse, And the sad sounds, “ for better and for worse."

Yet could the lover not so far withdraw,
But he was haunted both by love and law;
Now law dismay'd him as he view'd its fangs,
Now pity seized him for his Juliet's pangs ;
Then thoughts of justice and some dread of jail,
Where all would blame him and where none might bail;
These drew him back, till Juliet's hut appear'd,
Where love had drawn him when he should have fear'd.

There sat the father in his wicker throne,
Uttering his curses in tremendous tone;
With foulest names his daughter he reviled,
And look'd a very Herod at the child :
Nor was she patient, but with equal scorn,
Bade him remember when his Joe was born:
Then rose the mother, eager to begin
Her plea for frailty, when the swain came in.

To him she turn'd, and other theme began,
Show'd him his boy, and bade him be a man;
“ An honest man, who, when he breaks the laws,
“ Will make a woman honest if there's cause."
With lengthen'd speech she proved what came to pass
Was rio reflection on a loving lass :
“ If she your love as wife and mother claim, ,
“ What can it matter which was first the name?
“But 'tis most base, 'tis perjury and theft,
“When a lost girl is like a widow left ;




The rogue who ruins”—here the father found His spouse was treading on forbidden ground,

“ That's not the point,” quoth he,--“I don't suppose “ My good friend Fletcher to be one of those ; “ What's done amiss he'll mend in proper time“ I hate to hear of villany and crime: “ 'Twas my misfortune, in the days of youth, “ To find two lasses pleading for my truth; “ The case was hard, I would with all soul “ Have wedded both, but law is our control; “ So one I took, and when we gain'd a home, “ Her friend agreed—what could she more?—to come ; “ And when she found that I'd a widow'd bed, “ Me she desired—what could I less ?-to wed. “ An easier case is yours: you've not the smart “ That two fond pleaders cause in one man's heart; “ You've not to wait from year to year distress’d, “ Before your conscience can be laid at rest ; “ There smiles your bride, there sprawls your new-born

son, “ -A ring, a licence, and the thing is done."

“ My loving James," --the lass began her plea, “ I'll make thy reason take a part with me: “ Had I been froward, skittish, or unkind, 6. Or to thy person or thy passion blind; “ Had I refused;' when 'twas thy part to pray, “ Or put thee off with promise and delay;


“ Thou might'st in justice and in conscience fly,

Denying her who taught thee to deny: “ But, James, with me thou hadst an easier task, “ Bonds and conditions I forbore to ask ; “ I laid no traps for thee, no plots or plans, “ Nor marriage named by licence or by banns ; “ Nor would I now the parson's aid employ, “ But for this cause,”—and up she held her boy.

Motives like these could heart of flesh resist ? James took the infant and in triumph kiss'd; Then to his mother's arms the child restored, Made his proud speech, and pledged his worthy word.

“ Three times at church our banns shall publish'd be, “ Thy health be drank in bumpers three times three; “ And thou shalt grace (bedeck'd in garments gay) “ The christening-dinner on the wedding day.”

James at my door then made his parting bow, Took the Green-Man, and is a master now.

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