if she had said anything kcen or cutting, she begged pardon, and was sorry for it. This was accepted as an apology, and the company resumed their good humour.

And they sip, and sip,

Have their friends on the hip, . And of foibles, and faults, and caprice make a

handle, While round goes the room, the liqueur and the

scandal.

THE THORN. FROM the white blossom'd sloe my dear Chloe

requested A sprig her dear breast to adorn; No, by heav'ns, I exclaim'd, may I perish,

If ever I plant in that bosom a thorn.
Then I shew'd her a ring and implor'd her to

marry,
She blush'd like the dawning of morn,
Yes, I'll consent, she replied, it you'll promise
That no jealous rival shall laugh me to scorn.

No, by heav'ns, &e.

YO HEAVE HO. MY name d'ye see's Tom Tough, I've seen a little

sarvice, Where mighty, billows roll, and loud tempests. ; - blow; I've sail'd with valiant Howe, I've sail'd with noble:

Jarvis,
And in gallant Duncan's feet I've sung out you

heave ho!

Yet more shall ye be knowing,

I was coxswain to Boscawen, And even with brave Hawke I've nobly fac'd the

foe,

Then push round the grog,

So we've that and our prog, We'll laugh in Care's face, and sing yo heave ho. , When from my love to part I first weigh'd anchor,

And she was snivelling seen on the beach below, I'd like to catch'd my eyes snivelling too, d’ye see,

to thank her, But I brought my sorrows up with a yo heave ho.

For sailor's though they have their jokes,

They love and feel like other folks, Their duty to neglect must not come for to go;

So I seiz'd the capstan bar, ,

Like a true and honest tar, And in spite of tears and sighs sung yo heave ho., But the worst on't was that time, when the little

ones were sickly, And if they'd live or die the Doctor did not

know, The word was giv'd to weigh so sudden and so

quickly, I thought my heart would break as I sung ye ,

heave ho:

For Poll's so like her mother,

And as for Jack her brother, The boy when he grows up, will nobly fight the

But in Providence I trust,

What must be must, So iny sighs I gave the winds, and sung out yo

heave ho. And now at last laid up in decentish condition,

For l’e lost an eve and got a timber toe; But old ships must expect in time to be out of

commission, Nor again the anchor weigh with a yo heave ho...

So I smoke my pipe and sing old songs,

For my boys shall revenge my wrongs, And my girls shall breed young sailors nobly for to

face the foe:

Then to country and King,

Fate no danger can bring, While the tars of Old England sing out yo heave he.

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THE WATCHMAN.
A WATCHMAN I am, I know all the rounds

The houskeepers, the strays, and the lodgers, Where low devils, rich dons, and high rips may be

fuund, Odd dickins, queer kids, and rum codgers.

Of money and property,

I'm he that takes the care,
And cries, when I see rogues go by,

Hey! what do you there? Spoken. ----" Only a little busines in that there house---you ’nderstand me?".--.“ Understand you! Well, I believe you are an honest man: Do you hear me, bring me an old silver candlestick."

Then to my box I creep,
And then fall fast asleep.
St. Paul's strikes one,
Thus after all the mischief's done

I goes and gives them warning;
And loudly bawls,
While strikes St. Paul's,

Past one o'clock, and a cloudy morning.
Then round as the hour I merrily cries,

Another fine Miss I discover, For a curious rope-ladder I straightways espies, And Miss Forward expecting her lover, Then to each other's arms they fly, My life, my soul, ah! ah!,

« Fine work, Miss, out upon't,” crics 1

“I'll knock up your papa." Spoken. )..."No, no, you won't:"..." I shall; ? worthy old soui, to be treated in this manner.".-“ Here, here, take this.”.." Oh! you villain; want to bribe an honest watchman---and with such a : trifle too!"...“ Well, well, here is more!".-“ More! you seem to be a spirited lad---now go.make her a good husband---I am glad you trick'd the old hunks. Good night, I wish you safe to s Gretna Green.

Then to my box I creep,',
And ihen fall fast asleep.
What's that? St. Paul's strikes two,
The lovers off, what does I do

But gives the father warning;
And loudly bawls,
As strikes St. Paul's,

Past two o'clock, and a cloudy morning..

Then towards the square from my box I looks,

I hear such a ranting and roaring, 'Tis Pharoah's whole host, and the pigeons and

rooks
Are laughing, and singing, and swearing..
Then such a hubbub and din

How they blaspheme and curse: .
“ That thiet has stole my diamond pin,

Watch! watch! I've lost my purse!" Spoken. 7-" Watch! watch! here, I charge you ;" * ..Honest people can't go home without being robhed.---Which is the thief?"...". That's the thief who tricked me out of two hundred pounds this evening."--"Ah, that you know is all in the way of business; but which is the thief that stole, the gentleman's purse?"...". That's him."..... “What, Sam Snatch! give it to me, Sam.---He. has not got your purse---you are mistaken in your man. Go home peaceably, and don't oblige me. to take you to the watch. house.".

Then to my box I creep,
And then falls fast asleep;
What's that? St. Paul's strikes three;
Thus from all roguery I gets free,

By giving people warning;
And loudly bawls,
· As strikes St. Paul's,

Past three o'clock, and a cloudy morning.

* * * * * * * * * *

HIPPESLY'S DRUNKEN MAN.

SO, here I am, after all, thanks to a strong brain, a steady gait, and a sober understanding; the rascals thought to have sent me home drunk, but I came away as sober as I'd wish to be. I cannot think what pleasure people take in getting drunk: it only serves to rob a man of his understanding, and makes his words totally un in-tether in-therable..-Betty, Betty, bring me a pint of half and half, put it into one mug, and be sure you don't mix it; do you hear?---Well I'll sit down a little, then I'll go to bed--why the back of this chair is . behind, and that's more than ever I saw before--What have we got here? the newspaper, well let us see--- (reads " Yesterday, as a certain great personage was going in his chaise to Windsor, he tell a-sleep with the candle in his hand, and set fire to the bed curtains ;'...well, that might have happened, and all from the carelessness of the driver-, (reads again) « Extract of a letter from Rome. A few weeks ago his Holiness the Pope was brought to bed of twins"...that's a damn'd lie---(reads again) "On Saturday next the little manager in the Haymarket will shut up his theatre."-.-Well; that's tit for tat: he has done all he can to shut up another man's theatre, and · now he's obliged to shut up his own.-- (reads again I ". The Theatre Drury-Lane will open on