I’m more kind to each jarvey than was Wittle Harvey
When he was Commiss’ner of Stamps,
I’m the foe of Vauxhall’s Grand Fancy Dress Balls,
Where I love to extinguish the lamps;
And whenever a fellow leaves at home his umbrella,
Oh Lord! how I chuckle and grin!
For then you may warrant I’ll come down in a torrent,
And soak the poor wretch to the skin.
From George Cruikshank’s Comic Almanack for 1847.
A correspondent, writing from Norwich, sent a copy of this parody, in which the second verse was altered, and improved, as follows:—