Tho’ first I thought it right to lay before ye,
By way of preface, or of introduction,
Or, if you please, a smattering of instruction;
Go as you will, no matter when, or where,
You’re sure to see a Johnny Newcome there.
Now this same Grocer was a man of weight,
Eat turtle soup, and talked of Church and State,—
For twenty years had bustled well through life,
Blest with one son by Doll his loving Wife:
The Youth, a lankey, awkward, shuffling Blade,