He first gave a leap, next a skip, next a run;
And then quietly halting, right under the snout
Of the swell who had summon'd him, pour'd himself out!
10. Quadruple Treaty ratified, 1840.
A LAMENT FOR BARTLEMY FAIR.
BY A SHOWMAN.
Oh! lawk; oh! dear; oh! crimeny me; what a downright sin and a shame,
To try to put down old Bartlemy Fair! I don't know who's to blame:
Whether it's the west-end nobs, or the city folks—confound 'em! I could cry with vexation;
But this I will say, if it's the latter, they ain't fit for their city-wation.