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Was a walk as far as Chelſea,
to demoliſh buns and ale, Sir. O the, &c.
Then the folks ev’ry Sunday
went twice at leaſt to church, Sir,
And never left the Parſon or
his ſermon in the lurch Sir;
For they judg’d that the Sabbath was
for people to be good in Sir;
And they thought it Sabbath-breaking
if they din’d without a pudding, Sir. &c.
Then our great men were good
and our good men were great, Sir,
And the props of the nation were
the pillars of the ſtate, Sir;
For the ſovereign and the ſubject
one interſst ſupported,
And our powerful alliance by
all pow’rs then was courted. O the, &c.
Then the High and Mighty States,
to their everlaſting ſtain, Sir,
By Britons were reliev’d from,
the galling yoke of Spain, Sir;
And the rouſed Britiſh Lion,
had all Europe then combin’d, Sir,
Undiſmay’d would have ſcatter’d them,
like chaff before the wind, Sir. O the, &c.
Thus they ate, and they drank,
and they work’d; and they play’d, Sir,
Of their friends were not aſhamed,
