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want to hear her income stated (This is a point which interests me greatly)。 
To quote the bard; 〃Oh! have I seen her lately?〃 

Say; must I wait till husband number one Is comfortably stowed away 
at Woking? How is her hair most usually done? And tell me; please; will 
she object to smoking? The colour of her eyes; too; you may mention: 
Come; Sibyl; prophesy … I'm all attention。 

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Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 

Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 

OF all the youths I ever saw None were so wicked; vain; or silly; So 
lost to shame and Sabbath law; As worldly TOM; and BOB; and BILLY。 

For every Sabbath day they walked (Such was their gay and 
thoughtless natur) In parks or gardens; where they talked From three to six; 
or even later。 

SIR MACKLIN was a priest severe In conduct and in conversation; It 
did a sinner good to hear Him deal in ratiocination。 

He could in every action show Some sin; and nobody could doubt him。 
He argued high; he argued low; He also argued round about him。 

He wept to think each thoughtless youth Contained of wickedness a 
skinful; And burnt to teach the awful truth; That walking out on Sunday's 
sinful。 

〃Oh; youths;〃 said he; 〃I grieve to find The course of life you've been 
and hit on … Sit down;〃 said he; 〃and never mind The pennies for the chairs 
you sit on。 

〃My opening head is 'Kensington;' How walking there the sinner 
hardens; Which when I have enlarged upon; I go to 'Secondly' … its 
'Gardens。' 

〃My 'Thirdly' comprehendeth 'Hyde;' Of Secresy the guilts and 
shameses; My 'Fourthly' … 'Park' … its verdure wide … My 'Fifthly' 
comprehends 'St。 James's。' 

〃That matter settled; I shall reach The 'Sixthly' in my solemn tether; 
And show that what is true of each; Is also true of all; together。 

〃Then I shall demonstrate to you; According to the rules of 
WHATELY; That what is true of all; is true Of each; considered 
separately。〃 

In lavish stream his accents flow; TOM; BOB; and BILLY dare not 
flout him; He argued high; he argued low; He also argued round about 
him。 

〃Ha; ha!〃 he said; 〃you loathe your ways; You writhe at these my 
words of warning; In agony your hands you raise。〃 (And so they did; for 

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Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 

Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 

To 〃Twenty…firstly〃 on they go; The lads do not attempt to scout him; 
He argued high; he argued low; He also argued round about him。 

〃Ho; ho!〃 he cries; 〃you bow your crests … My eloquence has set you 
weeping; In shame you bend upon your breasts!〃 (And so they did; for 
they were sleeping。) 

He proved them this … he proved them that … This good but wearisome 
ascetic; He jumped and thumped upon his hat; He was so very energetic。 

His Bishop at this moment chanced To pass; and found the road 
encumbered; He noticed how the Churchman danced; And how his 
congregation slumbered。 

The hundred and eleventh head The priest completed of his stricture; 
〃Oh; bosh!〃 the worthy Bishop said; And walked him off as in the picture。 

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Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 
E 
〃NANCY BELL。〃 (1) 


'TWAS on the shores that round our coast From Deal to Ramsgate 
span; That I found alone on a piece of stone An elderly naval man。 

His hair was weedy; his beard was long; And weedy and long was he; 
And I heard this wight on the shore recite; In a singular minor key: 

〃Oh; I am a cook and a captain bold; And the mate of the NANCY brig; 
And a bo'sun tight; and a midshipmite; And the crew of the captain's gig。〃 

And he shook his fists and he tore his hair; Till I really felt afraid; For I 
couldn't help thinking the man had been drinking; And so I simply said: 

〃Oh; elderly man; it's little I know Of the duties of men of the sea; And 
I'll eat my hand if I understand However you can be 

〃At once a cook; and a captain bold; And the mate of the NANCY brig; 
And a bo'sun tight; and a midshipmite; And the crew of the captain's gig。〃 

Then he gave a hitch to his trousers; which Is a trick all seamen larn; 
And having got rid of a thumping quid; He spun this painful yarn: 

〃'Twas in the good ship NANCY BELL That we sailed to the Indian 
Sea; And there on a reef we come to grief; Which has often occurred to 
me。 

〃And pretty nigh all the crew was drowned (There was seventy…seven 
o' soul); And only ten of the NANCY'S men Said 'Here!' to the muster…
roll。 

〃There was me and the cook and the captain bold; And the mate of the 
NANCY brig; And the bo'sun tight; and a midshipmite; And the crew of 
the captain's gig。 

〃For a month we'd neither wittles nor drink; Till a…hungry we did feel; 
So we drawed a lot; and; accordin' shot The captain for our meal。 

〃The next lot fell to the NANCY'S mate; And a delicate dish he made; 
Then our appetite with the midshipmite We seven survivors stayed。 

〃And then we murdered the bo'sun tight; And he much resembled pig; 
Then we wittled free; did the cook and me; On the crew of the captain's 

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Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 

〃Then only the cook and me was left; And the delicate question; 
'Which Of us two goes to the kettle?' arose; And we argued it out as sich。 

〃For I loved that cook as a brother; I did; And the cook he worshipped 
me; But we'd both be blowed if we'd either be stowed In the other chap's 
hold; you see。 

〃'I'll be eat if you dines off me;' says TOM; 'Yes; that;' says I; 'you'll be; 

… 'I'm boiled if I die; my friend;' quoth I; And 'Exactly so;' quoth he。 
〃Says he; 'Dear JAMES; to murder me Were a foolish thing to do; For 
don't you see that you can't cook ME; While I can … and will … cook YOU!' 
〃So he boils the water; and takes the salt And the pepper in portions 
true (Which he never forgot); and some chopped shalot。 And some sage 
and parsley too。 

〃'Come here;' says he; with a proper pride; Which his smiling features 
tell; ''T will soothing be if I let you see How extremely nice you'll smell。' 

〃And he stirred it round and round and round; And he sniffed at the 
foaming froth; When I ups with his heels; and smothers his squeals In the 
scum of the boiling broth。 

〃And I eat that cook in a week or less; And … as I eating be The last of 
his chops; why; I almost drops; For a wessel in sight I see! 

* * * * 

〃And I never larf; and I never smile; And I never lark nor play; But sit 

and croak; and a single joke I have … which is to say: 
〃Oh; I am a cook and a captain bold; And the mate of the NANCY brig; 
And a bo'sun tight; and a midshipmite; And the crew of the captain's gig!'〃 

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Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 
TI…
FOO。 


FROM east and south the holy clan Of Bishops gathered to a man; To 
Synod; called Pan…Anglican; In flocking crowds they came。 Among them 
was a Bishop; who Had lately been appointed to The balmy isle of Rum…ti…
Foo; And PETER was his name。 

His people … twenty…three in sum … They played the eloquent tum…tum; 
And lived on scalps served up; in rum … The only sauce they knew。 When 
first good BISHOP PETER came (For PETER was that Bishop's name); 
To humour them; he did the same As they of Rum…ti…Foo。 

His flock; I've often heard him tell; (His name was PETER) loved him 
well; And; summoned by the sound of bell; In crowds together came。 〃Oh; 
massa; why you go away? Oh; MASSA PETER; please to stay。〃 (They 
called him PETER; people say; Because it was his name。) 

He told them all good boys to be; And sailed away across the sea; At 
London Bridge that Bishop he Arrived one Tuesday night; And as that 
night he homeward strode To his Pan…Anglican abode; He passed along 
the Borough Road; And saw a gruesome sight。 

He saw a crowd assembled round A person dancing on the ground; 
Who straight began to leap and bound With all his might and main。 To see 
that dancing man he stopped; Who twirled and wriggled; skipped and 
hopped; Then down incontinently dropped; And then sprang up again。 

The Bishop chuckled at the sight。 〃This style of dancing would delight 
A simple Rum…ti…Foozleite。 I'll learn it if I can; To please the tribe when I 
get back。〃 He begged the man to teach his knack。 〃Right Reverend Sir; in 
half a crack! Replied that dancing man。 

The dancing man he worked away; And taught the Bishop every day The 
dancer skipped like any fay … Good PETER did the same。 The Bishop 
buckled to his task; With BATTEMENTS; and PAS DE BASQUE。 (I'll tell 
you; if you care to ask; That PETER was his name。) 

〃Come; walk like this;〃 the dancer said; 〃Stick out your toes … stick in 

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Fifty 〃Bab〃 Ballads … Much Sound and Little Sense 

〃We now proceed to something new … Dance as the PAYNES and 
LAURIS do; Like this … one; two … one; two … one; two。〃 The Bishop; never 
proud; But in an overwhelming heat (His name was PETER; I repeat) 
Performed the PAYNE and LAURI feat; 

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