They gave out their voices with three loud huzzas,
Success to the Queen and her Blues.[197]
THE SHEFFIELD 'PRENTICE.[198]
I WAS brought up in Sheffield, but not of an high degree,
My parents doated on me, they had no child but me;
I rolled in such pleasures, just where my fancy led,
Then I was bound apprentice, and all my joys were fled.
I did not like my master, he did not use me well,