And it's by the Square's damp fountains,
And it's in their Press, with pen,
Tr-r-raitors daren't sputter treason,
For Darling, best of men!
Deptford hath its Darling, its Darling, its Darling!
O! Deptford hath its Darling, the great Cav-il-ler!
ANACREONTICS FOR ALL.
(Being Bacchanalian Ballads for the use of all Professions, Trades, Crafts and Callings, and Convivial Carols for the Classes, the Masses, and the Lasses. By Tom Moore, Junior.)