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· The entertaining and facetious History of John
To the Tune of · Chevy Chace.'
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 reply'd—“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,
John Gilpin kissd his loving wife;
O’erjoy'd was he to find, · That, though on pleasure she was bent,
She had a frugal mind. I
The morning came, the chaise was brought,
But yet was not allow'd
Should say that she was proud.
So three doors off the chaise was staid,
Where they did all get in,
To dash through thick and thin.
Smack went the whip, round went the wheels,
Were never folks so glad;
As if Cheapside were mad.
John Gilpin, at his horse's side
Seiz’d fast the flowing mane, And up he got in haste to ride,
But soon came down again.
For saddle tree scarce reach'd had he, .
His journey to begin,
So down he came; for loss of time,
Although it griev'd him sore,
Would grieve him still much more.
'Twas long before the customers 1
Were suited to their mind,
• 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,
And keep it safe and sound.
Each bottle bad two curling ears,
Through which the belt he drew; He hung one bottle on each side,
To make his balance true.
Then over all, that he might be i
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,
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 did cry,
But John he cry'd in vain; That trot became a gallop soon
In spite of curb or rein.
So stooping down, as he needs must
Who cannot sit upright, He grasp'd the mane with hoth his hands,
And eke with all his might.
Away went Gilpin, neck or nought,
Away went hat and wig;
Of running such a rig.
The horse, who never had before
Been handled in this kind, Affrighted fled; and, as he flew,
Left all the world behind.
The wind did blow, the cloak did fly,
Like streamer long and gay; Till loop and button falling both,
At last it flew away.
Then might people well discern
The bottles he had slung;
As has been said or sung.