Sir Richard Birnie sad, declares that never in his time,
Was seen so much depravity, want, misery and crime;
And all the brawls—the riotings—the day and nightly din,
Are caused by what he never tasted! filthy! horrid Gin!
Gin, Gin, sweet, sweet Gin,
There's no drops like Gin.
Gin, Gin, Booth's Cordial Gin.
Gin, Gin, Booth's Cordial Gin.
GALLERY OF COMICALITIES—No. CXVI.