But soon these fine old Innkeepers will find their race is run,
For men are up and doing, and no longer will be done:
And shortly we may hope to see a really good hotel
Where we may be admitted, and not taken in as well,
As we were by our old Innkeeper, one of the fleecing time.
Punch. October 29, 1853.
The Fine Old Standard Tragedy.
I’ll sing you a fine new song, tho’ it’s subject’s out of date,
Of a fine old standard tragedy that was once pronounced first-rate,