When the Author first learned the Song between this and the next page, which is now nearly half a Century ago, he was a good deal surprised at the last line of it, and thought that it savoured more of Rhyme than of Reason, notwithstanding his Grandma’ told him that “Time the Teacher” would soon shew him, that Opulence and Independence, and Wit and Wisdom, are not always inseparable;—that he would frequently find Integrity dwelling with Poverty, “in Tags and Rags;”—as often meet with Nobleness of Mind among the Humble in Fortune, as with those who are by courtesy called Noble, and who are Poor enough in principle, who wear a Velvet Gown.
The fact is, that the Poor are, very naturally, as fond of flattery as the Rich:—now nothing in nature Flatters more fascinatingly than the Eye of a Dog! If his master speak to him in any tone lower than that of Anger, his Eye is ever ready to ogle obsequious Approbation:—and if he scold him, the rudest expression it ever offers is seeming to say, with the most subtle submission, “As you are Great! be Merciful!”
A TRIO
as performed by
BETSY, BILLY, and BOW WOW,
Engraved on Copper, by Sidy. Hall, Bury Strt. Bloomsby.
Hark, BOUGH, WOUGH,
Hark, how the Dogs bark! how the Dogs bark!
WOUGH WOUGH WOUGH
How the Dogs bark!