. The English dance of death, from the designs of Thomas Rowlandson;. Squire enjoyd his wine,Madam, thus thought she might impart 144 ENGLISH DANCE OF DEATH The secret wishes of her heart. —Now, my dear Ned, as we re in Town, And all this happy busness done, We may as well a fortnight stay; Go to Vauxhall—and see a Play ; With every sight which now occurs: The Grand Illustrious Visitors, Princes, and Cossacs, and Lord Mayors, And flaming Fire-works, and Fairs; With all the noble, splendid train, Which London may neer see again. It will, no doubt, respect command Tove had an Emperor by the hand
. The English dance of death, from the designs of Thomas Rowlandson;. Squire enjoyd his wine,Madam, thus thought she might impart 144 ENGLISH DANCE OF DEATH The secret wishes of her heart. —Now, my dear Ned, as we re in Town, And all this happy busness done, We may as well a fortnight stay; Go to Vauxhall—and see a Play ; With every sight which now occurs: The Grand Illustrious Visitors, Princes, and Cossacs, and Lord Mayors, And flaming Fire-works, and Fairs; With all the noble, splendid train, Which London may neer see again. It will, no doubt, respect command Tove had an Emperor by the hand. How great the boast, mong country folk, To say we ve seen old Blucher smoke. How, at my head they 11 stare, when on it They see an Oldenburghian Bonnet. —Hunting, you know, has long been done, And Harvest is not yet begun : Let us the interval employ These recreations to enjoy. Squire Freeman, with his heart at ease, Happy and proud his wife to please, To grant her evry wish consented, And smild to see her so contented. But Death had not forgot his Fiat—. ENGLISH DANCE OF DEATH 145 So bid a Fever set him quiet;And eer, alas, ten days were past,Honest Ned Freeman breathd his Doctor calld, to certifyHis glowing health, now saw him die. Thus she, who lately came to Town,With not a doit that was her own,Weeping attends her Husbands hearse,With many a thousand in her purse;And proves that shes of Wives the best,Who knows her Real Interest. VOL. I.—K I46 ENGLISH DANCE OF DEATH THE SCHOOLMASTER Hermippus, as the Storys told,A Schoolmaster^ in times of old,Is said to have drawn out his daysAs long, as Horace Walpole says,The Countess Desmonds Annals ran—To twice the common Age of Man,And that his Life did thus extendBeyond what Nature might intend,By the balsamic Breath of thoseWho did his youthful School while their Lips new health exhales,He drove in Learning at their Maam Desmond did employThe Respirations of a Boy,Or blooming Girls,
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