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Some clouds, which had over us hung,

Fled, chased by her melody clear, And methought while she liberty sung,

'Twas liberty only to hear.

Thus swiftly dividing the flood,

To a slave-cultured island we came,
Where a demon, her enemy, stood-

Oppression his terrible name.
In his hand, as the sign of his sway,

A scourge hung with lashes he bore,
And stood looking out for his prey

From Africa's sorrowful shore.

But soon as, approaching the land,

That goddesslike woman he view'd, The scourge

he let fall from his hand, With blood of his subjects imbrued. I saw him both sicken and die,

And, the moment the monster expired, Heard shouts, that ascended the sky,

From thousands with rapture inspired.

Awaking, how could I but muse

At what such a dream should betide ? But soon my ear caught the glad news,

Which served my weak thought for a guide; That Britannia, renown'd o'er the waves

For the hatred she ever has shown To the black-sceptred rulers of slaves,

Resolves to have none of her own.

THE DIVERTING HISTORY OF

JOHN GILPIN;

SHOWING HOW HE WENT FARTHER THAN HE INTENDED, AND

CAME SAFE HOME AGAIN.

JOHN GILPIN was a citizen

Of credit and renown,
A trainband captain eke was he

Of famous London town.

John Gilpin's spouse 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 ; so 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 linendraper 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 said ;

And for that wine is clear,
We will be furnish'd with our own,

Which is both bright and clear.

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John Gilpin kiss'd his loving wife;

O'erjoyed was he to find,
That, though on pleasure she was bent,

She had a frugal mind.

The morning came, the chaise was brought,

But yet was not allow'd
To drive up to the door, lest all
Should

say

that she was proud.

So three doors off the chaise was stay'd,

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,
The stones did rattle underneath,

As if Cheapside were mad.

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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 saddletree scarce reach'd had he,

His journey to begin,
When, turning round his head, he saw

Three customers come in.

So down he came ; for loss of time,

Although it grieved him sore,
Yet loss of pence, full well he knew,

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,
In which I bear my trusty sword

When I do exercise.

Now mistress Gilpin (careful soul!)

Had two stone bottles found, To hold the liquor that she loved,

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

Equipp'd from top to toe, His long red cloak, well brush'd and neat,

He manfully did throw.

Now see him mounted once again

Upon his nimble steed,
Full slowly pacing o'er the stones,

With caution and good heed.

But finding soon a smoother road

Beneath his well shod feet, The snorting beast began to trot,

Which gall’d him in his seat.

So, fair and softly, John he cried,

But John he cried 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 grasp'd the mane with both his hands,

And eke with all his might.

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