“By thine old Blue-coat and tawdry hose,
Now wherefore stopp’st thou me?
“The Hall, its doors are opened wide,
And I am going up,
Step up the stairs, and walk inside,
And see the Public sup!”
He holds him with his horny hand,
“There was a time,” quoth he;
“Leave go, unhand me, Shabby Blue,”
Eftsoons his hand dropped he.