Buck. Steady! steady!—now where shall I go?—I think I’ll go strait home. (Reels). No, I won’t! I’ll go where I think proper—I’ll go out again—I’ll go—where I like.

(Exit.)

Enter GAS-LIGHT MAN, who lights the Lamp.

SONG.—Gas.
Air.—“I’m Jolly Dick the Lamplighter.”
I’m saucy Jack, the gas-light man,
I put the prigs to rout;
For where I light do all they can,
They’re sure to be found out.
Your beaks and traps are fools to me,
For in the darkest night;
’Tis I that lets the people see,
And bring their tricks to light.

(Exit)

The City Watchman.

Enter O’BOOZLE.—CHAUNT.

Past twelve o’clock—a moon-light night!
Past twelve o’clock—and the stars shine bright!
Past twelve o’clock—your doors are all fast like you!
Past twelve o’clock—and I’ll soon be fast too!