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OMNES. Aye, a song, a song!
TONY. Then I'll sing you, gentlemen, a song I made upon this ale-house, the Three Pigeons.
S O N G.
Let school-malters puzzle their brain,
With grammar, and nonsense, and learning;
Gives genus a better discerning.
Their Lethes, their Styxes, and Stygians ;
Toroddle, toroddle, toroll.
When methodit preachers come down,
A preaching that drinking is finful, I'll wager the rascais a crown,
They always preach best with a skinful,
For a slice of their scurvy religion,
Toroddle, toroddle, toroll. Then come put the jorum about,
And let us be merry and clever,
Let some cry up woodcock or hare,
Your bustards, your ducks, and your widgeons;
Toroddle, toroddle, toroll.
OMNES. Bravo, bravo!
FIRST FELlow. The 'squire has got spunk in him,
THIRD FELLOW. I like the maxum of it, master Muggins. What, though I am obligated to dance a bear, a man may be a gentleman for all that. May this be my poison if my bear ever dances but to the very genteelest of
“ Water Parted,” or “ the minuet in Ari" adne.”
Second Fellow. What a pity it is the 'squire is not come to his own. It would be well for all the publicans with, in ten miles round of him.
Tony. Ecod and so it would, master Slang. I'd then shew what it was to keep choice of company.
Second Fellow. O he takes after his own father for that. To be sure old 'squire Lumpkin was the finest gentleman I ever set my eyes on. For winding the straight horn, or beating a thicket for a hare, or a wench, he never had his fellow. It was a saying in the place, that he kept the best horses, dogs, and girls in the whole county.
Tony. Ecod, and when I'm of age, I'll be no bastard, I promise you. I have been thinking of Bett Bouncer and the miller's grey mare to begin with. But, come, my boys, drink about and be merry, for you pay no reckoning. Well, Stingo, what's the matter ?
LANDLORD. There be two gentlemen in a post-chaise at the door. They have loft their way upo' the forest; and they are talking something about Mr. Hardcastle.
TONY. As sure as can be, one of them must be the gentleman that's coming down to court my fifter. Do they seem to be Londoners ?
Tony, folus. Father-in-law has been calling me whelp, and hound, this half year. Now, if I pleased, I could be so revenged upon the old grumbletonian. But then I'm afraid-afraid of what ! I shall soon be worth fifteen hundred a year, and let him frighten me out of that if he can.
Enter LANDLORD, conducting MARLow and
MARLOW. What a tedious uncomfortable day have we had of it! We were told it was but forty miles across the country, and we have come above threescore.
HASTINGS. And all, Marlow, from that unaccountable reserve of yours, that would not let us inquire more frequently on the way.
MARLOW. I own, Hastings, I am unwilling to lay myself under an obligation to every one I meet; and often stand the chance of an unmannerly answer.
HASTINGS. At present, however, we are not likely to receive any answer.
TONY. No offence, gentlemen. But I'm told you have been inquiring for one Mr. Hardcastle in those parts. Do you know what part of the country you are in?
HASTINGS. Not in the least, Sir, but should thank you for information.
Tony. Why, gentlemen, if you know neither the road you are going, nor where you are, nor the road you came, the first thing I have to inform you is, that
you have loft