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Perhaps a frail memorial, but sincere,
Could time, his flight revers’d, restore the hours
Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The storms all weather'd and the ocean cros’d) Shoots into port at some well-haven'd ille, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay ; So thou, with fails how swift! hast reach'd the shore “ Where tempests never beat nor billows roar *,"
And thy lov'd confort on the dang'rous tide
SHOWING HOW HE WENT FARTHER THAN HE
INTENDED, AND CAME SAFE HOME AGAIN.
John GILPIN was a citizen
Of credit and renown,
Of famous London town.
John Gilpin's fpoufe said to her dear
Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen.
To-morrow is our wedding.day,'
And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton
All in a chaise and pair.
My sister, and my sister's child,
Myself, and children three, Will fill the chaise ; fo you must ride
On horseback after we.
He soon replied-I do admire
Of womankind but one, And you are she, my dearest dear,
Therefore it shall be done.
I am a linen-draper bold,
As all the world doth know, And my good friend the calender
Will lend his horse to go.
Quoth Mrs Gilpin- That's well faid
And, for that wine is dear, We will be furnith'd with our own,
Which is both bright and clear.
John Gilpin kiss'd his loving wife;
O'erjoy'd was he to find
She had a frugal mind.
The morning came, the chaise was brought,
But yet was not allow'd
Should say that she was proud.
So three doors off the chaife was stay'd,
Where they did all get in ; Six precious fouls, and all agog
To dath through thick and thin!
Smack went the whip, round went the wheels,
Were never folk so glad,
As if Cheapfide were mad.
John Gilpin at his horse's side
in haste to ride, But foon came down again ;