The Tippling Farmer (2)/Abraham Newland

by Anonymous

Abraham Newland.

Never was a man so bandied by Fame,
Thro' air, thro’ ocean, and thro' land,
As one that is wrote upon every Bank Note,
And you all must know Abraham Newland.

O, Abraham Newland!
Notorious Abraham Newland.
I've heard people say sham Abraham you may,
But you mus'n't sham Abraham Newland,

For fashions of arts, should you seek foreign parts,
It matters not wherever you land,
From Christian to Greek all language will speak,
If the language of Abraham Newland,

O, Abraham Newlandǃ
Astonishing Abraham Newland,
Whatever you lack, you’ll get in a crack,
By the credit of Abraham Newland.

But what do you think, without victuals or drink,
You may tramp like the wand’ring Jew land,
From Dublin to Dover, nay, all the world over,
If a stranger to Abraham Newland.

O, Abraham Newlandǃ
Wonderful Abraham Newland,
Tho with compliments cramm’d you may die out of hand,
If you hav’n’t an Abraham Newland.

The world are inclin’d to think Justice is blind,
Yet Lawyers know well she can view land;
But what of all that ?—she'll blink like a bat,
At the sight of a friend, Abraham Newland,

O, Abraham Newland?
Magical Abraham Newland,
Tho' Justice ’tis known can see thro' a mill-stone,
She can’t see thro’ Abraham Newland.

Your Partriots who bawl, for the good of us all,
And, good souls, like mushrooms they strew land,
But tho' loud as a drum, each proves Orator Mum,
If attack’d by stout Abraham Newland.

O, Abraham Newlandǃ
Invincible Abraham Newland,
No argument's found in the world half so sound,
As the logic of Abraham Newland.

The French say they’re coming, but surely they’re humming:
We know what they want, if they do land,
But we’ll make their ears ring, in defence of our King
Our country, and Abraham Newland.

O, Abraham Newlandǃ
Excellent Abraham Newland!
No tri-colour’d elf, nor the devil himself,
Shall rob us of Abraham Newland.