Ho, ho, ho! cut no jokes at my _bag_ or I'll gib you de sack.
Come, Rip, sit down, take a pipe and a glass and make yourself comfortable.
[Nine, nine--ech con neiched--](12) it behoves a man to look after his interest unt not drink all de while, I shall den be able to manage--
Manage mine [frow](13)? Can you fly to de moon on a [paper](14) kite? Can you drink all de beer and brandy-wine at one gulp? when you can do dat, mine goot [im himmel](15) you can manage mine [frow]. [_All laugh._(16)
Well, if you won't. [_All go to table but_ RIP.
Dere is [a](19) drinks, dere is [a] drinks; I have [conquered](20) temptation at last. Bravo resolution! bravo resolution; resolution, you shall have one glass for dat.(21) [_Goes to table._
Here, Rip, here's a glass at your service, and as for the contents I'll warrant it genuine and no mistake. [_Gives_ RIP_ a cup._
Rory, here is your [go-to-hell],(22) unt your family's [go-to-hell], un may you all live long unt [prosper].(23)
Yes, yes, Rip, a stave, for the old dame will be after you soon and then we will all have to make a clearance.
Oh, tunner wasser! [won't](24) my old woman skin me when I get home.
Well, here is Rip Van Winkle's warning to all single fellows.
List, my friends, to caution's voice, Ere de marriage knot you tie; It is [the devil],(25) mit shrews to splice, Dat nobody can deny, deny, Dat nobody can deny.
When a wife to rule once wishes, Mit poor spouse 'tis all my eye, I'm [d----d](26) if she don't wear de breeches, Dat nobody can deny, deny, Dat nobody can deny.
Yet dere is a charm about dem, Do dere voices are so high We can't do mit'em, [_Pause._ Nor we can't do mit-out 'em, Dat nobody can deny, deny, Dat nobody can deny.
[_Without._] Rip, Rip! I'll stretch your ears when I get hold of them.
[Mine goot im himmel],(28) dere is my frow.
[_Gets under the table with bottle._] Look out, boys! de wild cat's coming.
_Music._--VEDDER, RORY _and_ CLAUSEN, _at table._--_Enter_ DAME, _with a stick._
Where is this wicked husband of mine! odds bodikins and pins! I heard his voice; you've hid him somewhere! you ought to be ashamed of yourselves to inveigle a husband from a tender, loving spouse; but I'm put upon by all, because they know the mildness of my temper.--[_They laugh._]--Odds bodikins and curling irons, but some of you shall laugh the other sides of your mouths--I'll pull your pates for you.(29)