This World was once deluged by water, drowning Son & Sire, But when it is destroy'd again, we read 'twill be by fire; And this must be the awful time, so prevalent is sin, As all the wicked world do burn their insides out with Gin. Gin, Gin, sweet, sweet Gin, There's no drops like Gin. Gin, Gin, dear-seductive Gin. Gin, Gin, dear-seductive Gin.
THE ROYAL SOCIETY FOR THE PREVENTION OF CRUELTY TO ANIMALS was instituted in 1824. Through its exertions hundreds of cases of cruelty are annually prosecuted. Acts for the protection of animals were passed in 1822 "Martin's Act," and in 1835 and 1839.
If I had a donkey wot wouldn't go, D'ye think I'd wollop him?--no, no, no. But gentle means I'd try, d'ye see, Because I hate all cruelty; If all had been like me, in fact, There'd ha' been no occasion for Martin's act, Dumb animals to prevent getting cracked--on the head. For if I had a donkey wot wouldn't go, I never would wollop him--no, no, no; I'd give him some hay, and cry, Gee O! And come up, Neddy--Heigh Oh!
What makes me mention this? This morn-- I seed that cruel chap, Bill Burn, Whilst he was out a crying his greens, His donkey wollop with all his means, He hit him o'er his head and thighs, He brought the tears up in his eyes, At last my blood began to rise-- And I said--If I had a donkey, &c.
Bill turn'd and said to me--"Then, perhaps, You're one of these Mr. Martin's chaps Wot now is seeking for occasion-- All for to lie a hinformation." Though this I stoutly did deny, Bill up and gave me a blow in the eye, And I replied as I let fly-- At his head--If I had a donkey, &c.
Let those come now who never came before, Let those who always come, now come once more.
"Midnight shout and revelry Tipsy dance and jollity."
the LAST THIS SEASON.--ARGYLL ROOMS, THURSDAY NEXT, June 28.--For Boxes to view the Masquerade (without mixing in the motley group), Domino, Character, and other Tickets, &c., apply to the Committee, at Mr. Charles Wright's, Opera Colonnade, Haymarket, who will supply the Wines on the occasion.
Come, come; good WINE is a good familiar creature, if it be well used.
Fine Port and bright Sherry, well worthy of name, Two Shillings per Bottle; Madeira the same; Good Cape, Fifteen-pence; and the marvel to crown, Champagne, Five and Sixpence, the cheapest in Town.