This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1837 Excerpt: ...There's a fuss about nothing, go which way you will. If a man begins business with nothing, the chance is, All way his life through that for nothing he prances; But then, if he gets nothing, his heart may be gay, For if he has got nothing, he can nothing pay. From nothing he came, &c. SONG OF SIMILES. Air, The girls we ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1837 Excerpt: ...There's a fuss about nothing, go which way you will. If a man begins business with nothing, the chance is, All way his life through that for nothing he prances; But then, if he gets nothing, his heart may be gay, For if he has got nothing, he can nothing pay. From nothing he came, &c. SONG OF SIMILES. Air, The girls we left behind aw My passion is as mustard strong, I sit all sober sad; Drunk as a piper all day long, Or, like a March hare, mad. Round as a hoop the bumper's flow, I drink, yet can't forget her; For, though as drunk as David's sow, I love her still the better. Pert as a pearmongerl'd be, If Molly were but kind; Cool as a cucumber, would see The rest of womankind. Like a stuck pig I gaping stare, And eye her o'er and o'er; Lean as a rake, with sighs and care, Sleek as a mouse before. Plump as a partridge I was known, And soft as silk my skin; My cheeks as fat as butter grown, But as a groat now thin, I, melancholy as a cat, Am kept awake to weep; But she, insensible of that, Sound as a top can sleep. Hard is her heart as flint or stone, She laughs to see me pale; And merry as a grig is grown, And brisk as bottled ale. The god of love, at her approach, Is busy as a bee; Hearts, sound as any bell or roach, Are smit, and sigh like me. Ah, me! as thick as hops or hail, The line men crowd about her; But soon as dead as a door nail Shall I be, if without her. Straight as my leg her shape appears; O! were we join'd together, My heart would soon be free from cares, And lighter than a feather. As fine as five-pence is her mien, No drum was ever tighter; Her glance is as a razor keen, And not the sun is brighter. As soft as pap her kisses are, Methinks I feel them yet; Brown as a berry is her hair, Her eyes are black as jet. As smooth as glass, as wh...
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