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They alken that, and talken this,

15 “ Lo' here is Coz, and here is Mifs. But, as he glozeth with Speeches foote, The Ducke fore tickleth his Erse roote : Fore-piece and buttons all-to-brest, Forth thrust a white neck, and red crest. Te-he, cry'd Ladies; Clerke nought spake: Miss star'd; and gray Ducke cryeth Quaake. “O Moder, Moder, (quoth the daughter) « Be thilke same thing Maids longer a'ter? “ Bette is to pyne on coals and chalke, “ Then trust on Mon, whose yerde can talke.

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II.

SPENSER,

The ALL E Y.

I.

IN ev'ry Town where Thamis rolls his Tyde,

And

, A narrow Pass there is, with Houses low; Where ever and anon, the Stream is ey'd,

many a Boat soft sliding to and fro. There oft are heard the notes of Infant Woe, 5 The short thick Sob, loud Scream, and shriller

Squall : How can ye, Mothers, vex your children fo? Some play, some eat, some cack against the wall, And as they crouchen low, for bread and butter call.

Doth

II. And on the broken pavement, here and there, 10

many a stinking sprat and herring lie; A brandy and tobacco shop is near, And hens, and dogs, and hogs are feeding by; And here a sailor's jacket hangs to dry.

At ev'ry door are sun-burnt matrons seen, 15
Mending old nets to catch the scaly fry;
Now singing Thrill, and scolding eft between;
Scolds answer foul-mouth'd scolds; bad neighbour-

hood I ween.

III.

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The snappish cur, (the passengers annoy)
Close at my heel with yelping treble flies;
The whimp’ring girl, and hoarser-screaming boy,
Join to the yelping treble, Thrilling cries
The scolding Quean to louder notes doth rise,
And her full pipes those Thrilling cries confound;
To her full pipes the grunting hog replies;
The grunting hogs alarm the neighbours round,
And curs, girls, boys, and scolds, in the deep base

are drown'd.

IV. Hard by a Sty, beneath a roof of thatch, Dwelt Obloquy, who in her early days Baskets of fish at Billinsgate did watch, Cod, whiting, oyster, mackrel, sprat, or plaice: There learn'd she speech from tongues that never

cease,

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Slander beside her, like a Mag-pie, chatters, With Envy, (spitting Cat) dread foe to peace; Like a curs'a Cur, Malice before her clatters, 35 And vexing ev'ry wight, tears clothes and all to tat

ters.

V.

Her dugs were mark'd by ev'ry Collier's hand,
Her mouth was black as bull-dogs at the stall :
She scratched, bit, and spar'd ne lace ne band,
And bitch and rogue her answer was to all; 40
Nay, e'en the parts of shame by name would call :
Yea, when the passed by or lane or nook,
Would greet the man who turn'd him to the Wall, ,
And by his hand obscene the porter took,
Nor ever did a kance like modest Virgin look. 45

VI. Such place hath Deptford, navy-building town, Woolwich and Wapping, smelling strong of pitch; Such Lambeth, envy of each band and gown, And Twick’nam such, which fairer scenes enrich, Grots, statues, urns, and Jo---n's Dog and Bitch, VOL. II.

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'Ne village is without, on either side, All up the silver Thames, or all adown; Ne Richmond's self, from whose tall front are

ey'd Vales, spires, meandring streams, and Windsor's

tow'ry pride.

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