There was once a philanthropist who dressed with shameful shabbiness and
carried pearls in his pocket. Where Saint Giles' church stands, once a lazar-house stood;
And, chain'd to its gates, was a vessel of wood;
A broad-bottom'd bowl, from which all the fine fellows,
Who pass'd by that spot, on their way to the gallows,
Might tipple strong beer,
Their spirits to cheer,
And drown in a sea of good liquor all fear!
For nothing the transit to Tyburn beguiles
So well as a draught from the Bowl of Saint Giles!
II. No sooner did the vehicle turn the corner of this yard, than Quilt became aware,
from the tumultuous sounds that reached his ears, as well as from the flashing of
various lanterns at the door of the round-house, that some disturbance was going
on; and, apprehensive of a rescue, if he drew up in the midst of the mob, he
thought it prudent to come to a halt. Sc. To perdition with them all. Half a day had turned the corner of the hours; and Ah Cum admitted that this girl
puzzled him. ” Lucy coolly marveled as she
studied the girl’s face, belly swollen from pregnancy. I am grateful, indeed I am. If some of them are
bad in the sense you mean, it is because there are bad folks in all walks of life. I do wish you could come
and dine with us some evening. He depended upon her, for his medicine, for his drink, for the
little amusement it was now permissible to give him.
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