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I pricked them into paper with a pin
Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast
Without the sin of violating thine:
THE DIVERTING HISTORY OF JOHN GILPIN
Of credit and renown,
Of famous London town.
John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear,
Though wedded we have been
No holiday have seen.
“To-morrow is our wedding-day,
And we will then repair
All in a chaise and pair.
My sister, and my sister's child,
Myself, and children three,
On horseback after we.'
He soon replied, 'I do admire
Of womankind but one,
Therefore it shall be done.
'I am a linen-draper bold,
As all the world doth know,
Will lend his horse to go.'
Quoth Mrs. Gilpin, 'That's well said;
And for that wine is dear,
Which is both bright and clear.'
John Gilpin kissed his loving wife;
O’erjoyed was he to find,
She had a frugal mind.
The morning came, the chaisę was brought,
But yet was not allowed
Should say that she was proud.
So three doors off the chaise was stayed,
Where they did all get in; Six precious souls, and all agog
To dash through thick and thin.
Smack went the whip, round went the wheels,
Were never folk so glad,
As if Cheapside were mad.
John Gilpin at his horse's side
Seized fast the flowing mane, And
up he got, in haste to ride, But soon came down again;
For saddle-tree scarce reached had he,
His journey to begin,
Three customers come in.
So down he came; for loss of time,
Although it grieved him sore,
Would trouble him much more.
'Twas long before the customers
Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs,
•The wine is left behind!'
Good lack,' quoth he-' yet bring it me,
My leathern belt likewise,
When I do exercise.'
Now Mistress Gilpin (careful soul !)
Had two stone bottles found,
And keep it safe and sound.
Each bottle had a curling ear,
Through which the belt he drew, And hung a bottle on each side,
To make his balance true.
Then over all, that he might be
Equipped from top to toe, His long red cloak, well brushed and neat,
He manfully did throw.
Now see him mounted once again
Upon his nimble steed,
With caution and good heed.
But finding soon a smoother road
Beneath his well-shod feet,
Which galled him in his seat.
So, ‘Fair and softly,' John he cried,
But John he called in vain; That trot became a gallop soon,
In spite of curb and rein.
So stooping down as needs he must
Who cannot sit upright, He grasped the mane with both his hands,
And eke with all his might.
His horse, who never in that sort
Had handled been before,
Did wonder more and more.
Away went Gilpin, neck or nought;
Away went hat and wig;
Of running such a rig.
The wind did blow, the cloak did fly,
Like streamer long and gay, Till, loop and button failing both,
At last it flew away.
Then might all people well discern
The bottles he had slung;
As hath been said or sung.
The dogs did bark, the children screamed,
Up flew the windows all;
As loud as he could bawl.
Away went Gilpin--who but he?
His fame soon spread around; 'He carries weight! He rides a race!'
''Tis for a thousand pound!'
And still, as fast as he drew near,
'Twas wonderful to view, How in a trice the turnpike-men
Their gates wide open threw.