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PROLOGUES AND EPILOGUES.
In ancient Greece, she says, when Sappho writ,
Approve what one of us presents to-night,
SONGS AND BALLADS.
THIEF AND CORDELIER,
To the tune of King John and the Abbot of Canterbury. Who has e'er been at Paris must needs know the The fatal retreat of the unfortunate brave, [Greve, Where honour and justice most oddly contribute To ease heroes' pains by a halter and gibbet.
Derry down, down, hey derry down.
There death breaks the shackles which force had put on,
[begun; And the hangman completes what the judge but There the' Squire of the Pad and the Knight of the Post.
(more crost. Find their pains no more balk'd, and their hopes no
Derry down, &c.
Great claims there are made, and great secrets are known,
[own; And the king, and the law, and the thief has his But my hearers cry out, “What a deuce dost thou Cut off thy reflections, and give us thy tale.' [ail?
Derry down, &c. VOL. XV,
'Twas there then, in civil respect to harsh laws, And for want of false witness to back a bad cause, A Norman, though late, was oblig'd to appear, And who to assist, but a grave Cordelier?
Derry down, &c. The'Squire, whose good grace was to open the scene Seem'd not in great haste that the show should begin, Now fitted the halter, now travers’d the cart, And often took leave, but was loth to depart.
Derry down, &c. • What frightens you thus, my good son? (says the
priest) You murder'd, are sorry, and have been confess'd.' • O Father! my sorrow will scarce save my bacon, For 'twas not that I murder'd, but that I was taken.'
Derry down, &c. · Pugh! prythee ne'er trouble thy head with such
fancies; Rely on the aid you shall have from Saint Francis ; If the money you promis'd be brought to the chest, You have only to die; let the Church do the rest.
Derry down, &c. • And what will folks say if they see you afraid ? st reflects upon me as I knew not my trade : Courage, friend, for to-day is your period of sorrow, And things will go better, believe me, to-morrow.'
Derry down, &c. • To-morrow! (our hero replied, in a fright,) He that's hang'd before noon, ought to think of to-night.'
(truss'd up, . Tell your beads, (quoth the priest) and be fairly For you surely to-night shall in Paradise sup.'
Derry down, &c.