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Pretends to taste, at Operas cries caro,
TO BE SPOKEN IN THE CHARACTER OF
* TONY LUMPKIN
By J. CRADOCK, Esq.
WELL—now all's ended—and my comrades gone, Pray what becomes of mother's nonly son ? A hopeful blade -in town I'll fix my station, And try to make a bluster in the nation ; As for my cousin Neville, I renounce her, Off—in a crack—I'll carry big Bett Bouncer.
Why should not I in the great world appear ? I soon shall have a thousand pounds a year ! No matter what a man may here inherit, In London—'gad, they've some regard to spirit. I see the horses prancing up the streets, And big Bett Bouncer bobs to all she meets; Then hoiks to jigs and pastimes ev'ry nightNot to the play—they say it a’n’t polite ; To Sadler's Wells perhaps, or operas go, And once by chance, to the roratorio. Thus here and there, for ever up and down, We'll set the fashions too to half the town; And then at auctions-money ne'er regard, Buy pictures like the great, ten pounds a yard : Zounds, we shall make these London gentry say, We know what's damn'd genteel as well as they.
1 This came too late to be spoken.