K stands for Kitchen, Hell's Kitchen 'twas nam'd,
And long for good ale and good spree has been fam'd;
In each parlour, in vestry, or kitchen you'll find
The beer-drawer, Mary, obliging and kind.
L stands for Larkin—he's left the Black Boy,
Once fam'd for Patlanders and true Irish joy;
On the Scotchwood New Road a house he has ta'en,
Where I hope the old soul will get forward again.
M stands for Mitford—he kept the North Pole,
Just over the Leazes—a dull-looking hole;
Now our favourite poet lives at Head of the Side—
Here's success to his muse—long may she preside.
N stands for Newton, sign of the Dolphin,
Who the old house pull'd down, built it up like an inn;
They say he found gold—how much I can't tell;
But never mind that, he's done wonderful well.
O stands for Orton—he keeps the Burnt House,
Once fam'd for the Knights of the Thimble and Goose;
And O stands for Ormston, at Pandon—O rare!—
Temptation enough for young men that go there!
P stands for Pace, sign of the White Swan,
Who, for to oblige, will do all that he can;
A convenient house, when you marketing make,
To pop in and indulge yourself with a beef-steak.
R stands for Ridley and Reed, you all know,
And R stands for Richardson, all in a row;
First, Three Tuns, the Sun, and the Old Rose & Crown,
And their ale's good as any at that part of town.
S for Sayer's, Nag's Head, he keeps good mountain-dew,—
Only taste it, you'll find what I tell you is true;
S for Stokoe, wine-merchant, foot of St. John's Lane;
For good stuff and good measure we'll never complain.
T for Teasdale, the Phœnix, a house fam'd for flip—
T for Teasdale who once kept the sign of the Ship;
And W for Wylam, a place more fam'd still—
Sure you all know the Custom-house on the Sandhill.
Robin Hood, Dog and Cannon, and Tiger for me,
The Peacock, well known to the clerks on the Quay;
The Old Beggar's Opera for stowrie, my pet,
Mrs. Richardson's was, and she cannot be bet.