Translated from an “Argot” Song of Maitre Vidocq,
by Dr. William Maginn.
As from ken to ken I was going,
Doing a bit on the prigging lay[321],
Who should I meet but a jolly blowen[322],
Tol lol, lol lol, tol dirol lay;
Who should I meet but a jolly blowen,
Who was fly to the time of day.
Who should I meet but a jolly blowen,
Who was fly to the time of day.
I pattered in flash[323], like a covey knowing,