Fairburn's Complete Pocket Melodist, or New Multum in Parvo; Being a Capital Collection of Upwards of One Hundred and Forty Popular Favourite Songs

Fairburn's Complete Pocket Melodist, or New Multum in Parvo; Being a Capital Collection of Upwards of One Hundred and Forty Popular Favourite Songs

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1840 edition. Excerpt: ... the chairman so seriously opens his gills, And speaks to them all as his bumper he fills. Spoken.--Aye, he's the boy for speechifying, he side of his upper lip, and one eye always quizing the company, and his first toast is, " May nobody get to the blind side of me." Then Mr. Bawlum, the town-cryer, cries, " Bravo, asong from Mr. Maggott, the undertaker."--" Gentlemen, I hope as how you'll excuse me, I don't like to make unpologies, so to make every thing harmonical, I'll sing, Live and be Jolly."--Well done, cries the cobler, he's agood soul, and before I go, I'll spend my all.--I t_hink he fits that song well says the tailor, he cuts his coat ac-' cording to his cloth. Yes, says the tripeman, " he has cut us all up." Bravo! bravo! thus they sing sweet, In Mustard-pot-alley, in Puddle-foot-street. Thus they knock down each toast, and tell many a crammer, While their heads were knock'd down by the prosidents hammer, 'Now they sing and recite, and cry bravo, encore, Thus they knock down each toast and tell many a crammer, While their heads were knocked down by the president's hammer, While their heads, 81c. Now this caused a great uproar, a fight and all that 'Twixt the landlord, the cha.ir'man and wife, When Moses beat Sawney, and Sawney beat Pat. And the club-room was thrown in a strife Then the chairman rose up like a confical gill, And said I'll address, I'll address if you'll fill. Spoken.--Yes, so he was addressing, when his wife gave him a dressing, for she knocked him down with the poker--he roard ont, " Oh, my head."--The Irishman sung, "bothered from head to the tail, ..".show more

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  • Paperback | 60 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 127g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236817036
  • 9781236817037