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What walker shall his mean ambition fix Now oaths grow loud, with coaches coaches jar, On the false lustre of a coach and six ? 570 | And the smart blow provokes the sturdy war; Let the vain virgin, lur'd by glaring show,

From the high box they whirl the thong around, Sigh for the liveries of th’ embroider'd beau. And with the twining lash their shins resound :

See yon bright chariot on its braces swing, Their rage ferments, more dangerous wounds they With Flanders mares, and on an arched spring,

try, That wretch, to gain an equipage and place,

And the blood gushes down their painful eye. 40 Betray'd his sister to a lewd embrace.

And now on foot the frowning warriors light, This coach, that with the blazon'd 'scutcheon And with their ponderous fists renew the fight; glows,

Blow answers blow, their cheeks are smear'd with Vain of his unknown race, the coxcomb shows.

blood, Here the brib'd lawyer, sunk in velvet, sleeps ;

Till down they fall, and grappling roll in mud. The starving orphan, as he passes, weeps ;

580 So when two boars, in wild Ytene ' bred, There flames a fool, begirt with tinsel slaves, Or on Westphalia's fattening chesnuts fed, Who wastes the wealth of a whole race of knaves; Gnash their sharp tusks, and, rouz'd with equal fire, That other, with a clustering train behind, Dispute the reign of some luxurious mire; Oves his new honours to a sordid mind !

In the black flood they wallow o'er and o'er, This next in court-fidelity excels,

Till their arm’d jaws distil with foam and gore. 50 The public rifles, and his country sells.

Where the mob gathers, swiftly shoot along, May the proud chariot never be my fate,

Nor idly mingle in the noisy throng: If purchas'd at so mean, so dear a rate !

Lurd by the silver hilt, amid the swarm, Or rather give me sweet content on foot,

The subtle artist will thy side disarm.
Wrapt in my virtue, and a good surtout ! 590 Nor is the flaxen wig with safety worn;

High on the shoulder, in a basket borne,
Lurks the sly boy, whose hand, to rapine bred,
Plucks off the curling honours of thy head.

Here dives the skulking thief, with practis'd sleight,

And unfelt fingers make thy pocket light. 60
Where's now the watch, with all its trinkets,


And thy late snuff-box is no more thy own.

But, lo! his bolder thefts some tradesman spies, O TRIVIA, goddess ! leave these low abodes, Swift from his prey the scudding lurcher fjes; And traverse o'er the wide ethereal roads;

Dextrous he'scapes the coach with nimble bounds, Celestial queen! put on thy robes of light, Whilst every honest tongue “stop thief !” reNow Cynthia nam'd, fair regent of the night. So speeds the wily fox, alarm'd by fear, (sounds At sight of thee, the villain sheaths his sword, Who lately filch'd the turkey's callow care ; Nor scales the wall, to steal the wealthy hoard. Hounds following hounds grow louder as he flies, O may thy silver lamp from Heaven's high bower And injur'd tenants join the hunter's cries. 70 Direct my footsteps in the midnight hour!

Breathless, he stumbling falls. Il-fated boy ! When Night first bids the twinkling stars appear, Why did not honest work thy youth employ? Or with her cloudy vest enwraps the air, 10 Seiz'd by rough hands, he's dragg'd amid the rout, Then swarms the busy street; with caution tread, And stretch'd beneath the pump's incessant spouta Where the shop-windows falling threat thy head, Or, plung'd in miry ponds, he gasping lies, Now labourers home return and join their strength Mud chokes his mouth, and plaisters o'er his eyes. To bear the tottering plank, or ladder's length; Let not the ballad-singer's shrilling strain Still fix thy eyes intent upon the throng,

Amid the swarm thy listening ear detain : And, as the passes open, wind along.

Guard well thy pocket; for these Syrens stand Where the fair columns of St. Clement stand, To aid the labours of the diving hand;

80 Whose straiten'd bounds encroach upon the Strand; Confederate in the cheat, they draw the throng, Where the low penthouse bows the walker's head, And cambric handkerchiefs reward the song. And the rough pavement wounds the yielding But soon as coach or cart drives rattling on, tread;

20 | The rabble part, in shoals they backward run. Where not a post protects the narrow space, So Jove's loud bolts the mingled war divide, And, strung in twines, combs dangle in thy face; And Greece and Troy retreat on either side. Summon at once thy courage, rouze thy care, If the rude throng pour on with furious pace, Stand firm, look back, be resolute, beware.

And hap to break thee from a friend's embrace, Forth issuing from steep lanes, the collier's steeds Stop short; nor struggle through the crowd in rain, Drag the black load; another cart succeeds; But watch with careful eye the passing train. 90 Team follows team, crowds heap'd on crowds ap Yet 1, (perhaps too fondi) if chance the tide pear,

Tumultuous bear my partner from my side, And wait impatient till the road grow clear. Impatient venture back; despising harm, Now all the pavement sounds with trampling feet, I force my passage where the thickest swarm. And the mix'd hurry barricades the street. 30 Thus his lost bride the Trojan sought in vain Entangled here, the waggon's lengthen'd team Through night, and arms, and flames, and hills of Cracks the tough barness; bere a ponderons beam

slain. Lies over-turn'd athwart; for slaughter fed, Thus Nisus wanderd o'er the pathless grove, Here lowing bullocks raise their horned head. To find the brave companion of his love.

A species of window now almost forgotten. N.

New Forest in Hampshire, anciently so called

The pathless grove in vain he manders o'er : He ne'er the threat or harsh command obeys, Euryalus, alas! is now no more.

100 | But with contempt the spatter'd sboe surveys. That walker who, regardless of his pace, Now man with utmost fortitude thy soul, Turns oft to pore upon the damsel's face,

To cross the way where carts and coaches roll; 170 From side to side by thrusting elbows tost,

Yet do not in thy hardy skill conside, Shall strike his aching breast against a post; Nor rashly risque the kennel's spacious stride ; Or water, dash'd from fishy stalls, shall stain Stay till afar the distant wheel you hear, His hapless coat with spirts of scaly rain.

Like dying thunder in the breaking air; But, if unwarily he chance to stray

Thy foot will slide upon the miry stone, Where twirling turnstiles intercept the way, And passing coaches crush thy tortur'd bone, The thwarting passenger shall force them found, Or wheels enclose the road; on either band And beat the wretch half breathless to the ground. Pent round with perils, in the midst you stand,

Let constant vigilance thy footsteps guide, 111 And call for aid in vain ; the coachman swears, And wary circumspection guard thy side; (night, And carmen drive, unmindful of thy prayers. 180 Then shalt thou walk, unharm'd, the dangerous Where wilt thou turn? ah! whither wilt thou fly? Nor need th' officious linkboy's smoky light. Ou every siile the pressing spokes are nigh. Thou never wilt attempt to cross the road,

So sailors, while Charyiulis' gulph they sban, Where ale-house benches rest the porter's load, Amaz'd, on Scylla's craggy dangers run. Grievous to heedless shins; no barrow's wheel, Be sure observe where brown Ostrea stands, That bruises oft the truant school-boy's bcel, W'bo boasts her shelly ware from Wallficet sands; Behind thee rolling, with insidious pace,

There may'st thou pass with safe unmiry feet, Shall mark thy stocking with a miry trace. 120 Where the rais'd pavement leads atbuart the Lt not thy venturous steps approach too nigh,

strcet. Where, gaping wide, low steepy cellars lie.

If where Fleet-ditch with muddy current flows, Should thy shoe wrench aside, down, down you fall, You chance to roam, where oyster-tubs in rows 190 And overturn the scolding buckster's stall; Are rang'd beside the posts; there stay thy haste, The scolding huckster shall not o'er thee moan, And with the savoury fish indulge thy taste: But pence exact for nuts and pears o'ertbrown. The damsel's knife the gaping shell commands,

Though you through cleanlier allies wind by day, While the salt liquor streams between her hands. To shun the hurries of the public way,

The man had sure a palate cover'd o'er Yet ne'er to those dark paths by night retire; With brass or steel, that on the rocky shore Mind only safety, and contemn the mire. 130 | First broke the oozy oyster's pearly coat, Then no impervious courts thy haste detain, And risqu'd the living morsel down his throat. Nor sneering alewives bid thee turn again.

What will not Luxury taste ? Earth, sea, and air, Where Lincoln's-inn, wide space, is rail'd around, Are daily ransack'd for the bill of fare ! Cross not with venturous step; there oft is found Blood stuff'd in skins is British Christian's food? The lurking thief, who, while the day-light shone, And France robs marshes of the croaking brood! Made the walls echo with his begging tone : Spungv morels in strong ragouts are found, That crutch, which late compassion movid, shall And in the soup the slimy snail is drown'd. wound

When from high spouts the dashing torrents fall, Thy bleeding head, and fell thre to the ground. Ever be watchful to maintain the wall; Though thou art tempted by the link-man's call, For, should'st thou quit thy ground, the rushing Yet trust him not along the lonely wall;


throng In the mid-way he'll quench the flaming brand, Will with impetuous fury drive along; And share the booty with the pilfering band. All press to gain those honours thou hast lost, Still keep the public streets, where oily rays, And rudely shove thee far without the post Shot from the crystal lamp, o'erspread the ways. Then to retrieve the shed you strive in vain, Happy Aug ista! law-defended town!

Draggled all o'er, and soak'd in foods of Here no dark lanterns shade the villain's frown; Yet rather bear the shower, and toils of mud, No Spanish jealousies thy lanes infest,

Than in the doubtful quarrel risque thy blood. Nor Roman vengeance stays th' unwary breast; O think on Oedipus detested state, Here 'Tyranny ne'er lifts her purple hand,

And by his woes be warn'ü to shun thy fate. But Liberty and Justice guiared the land; 150 Where three roads join'd, he inet his sire un No bravos here profess the bloody trade,

known; Nor is the church the murderer's refuge maile. (Unhappy sire, but more unhappy son!)

Let not the chairman, with assuming stride, Each claim'd the way, their swords the strife decide, Press near the wall, and rudely thrust thy side: The hoary monarch fell, he groan'd, and died! 93 The laws hare set him bounds; his servile feet

lience sprung the fatal plague that thian'd thy Should ne'er encroach where posts defend the

reign, strect.

Thy cursed incest! and thy children slajn ! Yet who the footman's arrogance con quell, Hence wert thou doom'd in endless night to stray Whose flambeau gilds the sashes of Pall-mall, Thro' Theban streets, and cheerless grope thy was When in long rank a train of torches flame,

Contemplate, mortal, on thy fleeting years; To light the midnight visits of the dame? 160 See, with black train the funeral pomp appears! Others, perhaps, by happier guidance led,

Whether some beir attends in sable state, May where the chairman rests with safety tread; And mourns, with outward grief, a parent's fate; Whene'er 1 pass, their poles (unscen below) Or the fair virgin, nipt in beauty's bloom, Make my knee tremble with a jarring blow. A crowd of lovers follow to her tomb:

If wheels bar up the roald, where streets are crost, Why is the hearse with 'scutcheons blazon'd round With gentle words the coachwan's war accost : And with the modding plume of ostrich cromadi

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No: the dead know it not, nor profit gain;

Ah, hapless swain! unus'd to pains and ills! It only serves to prove the living vain.

Canst thou forego roast-beef for nauseous pills? 300
How short is life! how frail is human trust! How wilt thou lift to Heaven thy eyes and hands,
Is all this pomp for laying dust to dust?

When the long scroll the surgeon's fees demands !
Where the nail'd hoop defends the painted stall, or else (ye gods, avert that worst disgrace !)
Brush not thy sweeping skirt too near the wall : Thy ruin'd nose falls level with thy face!
Thy heedless sleeve will drink the colour'd oil, Then shall thy wife thy loathsome kiss disdain,
And spot indelible thy pocket soil.

240 | And wholesome neighbours from thy mug refrain. Has not wise Nature strung the legs and feet

Yet there are watchmen, who with friendly ligh
With firmest nerve., design'd to walk the street? Will teach thy reeling steps to tread aright;
Has she not given us hands to grope aright,

For sixpence will support thy helpless arm,
Amidst the frequent dangers of the night?

And home conduct thee, safe from nightly harm. And think'st thou not the double nostril meant, But, if they shake their lanterns, from afar 311 To wam from oily woes by previous scent ?

To call their brethren to confederate war, Who can the various city frauds' recite,

When rakes resist their power; if hapless you With all the petty rapines of the night?

Should chance to wander with the scowering crew;
Who now the guinea-dropper's bait regards,

249 Though Fortune yield thee captive, ne'er despair,
Trick'd by the sharper's dice, or jugyler's cards? But seek the constable's considerate ear;
Why should I warn thee ne'er to join the fray, He will reverse the watchman's harsh decree,
Where the sham quarrel interrupts the way? Mov'd by the rhetoric of a silver fee. (word,
Lives there in these our days so soft a clown, Thus, would you gain some favourite courtier's
Bravid by the bully's oaths, or threatening frown? Fce not the petty clerks, but bribe my lord. 320
I need not strict enjoin the pocket's care,

Now is the time that rakes their revels keep;
When from the crowded play thou lead'st the fair; Kindlers of riot, enemics of sleep.
Who has not here or watch or snuff-box lost, His scatter'd pence the flying nicker' Aings,
Or handkerchiefs that India's shuttle boast? And with the copper shower the casement rings.
O! may thy virtue guard thee through the roads Who has not heard the scowerer's midnight fame?
Of Drury's mazy courts, and dark abodes ! 260 Who has not trembled at the Mohock's name?
The harlots' guilcful paths, who nightly stand Was there a watchman took his hourly rounds,
Where Catharine-street descends into the Strand ! Safe from their blows, or new-invented wounds?
Say, vagrant Muse, their wiles and subtle arts, I pass their desperate deeds, and mischiefs done,
To lure the strangers' unsuspecting hearts:

Where from Snow-hill black steepy torrents run;330
So shall our youth on healthful sinews tread, How matrons, hoop'd within the hogshead's womb,
And city cheeks grow warm with rural red. Were tumbled furious thence; the rolling tomb
'Tis she who nightly strolls with sauntering O'er the stones thunders, bounds from side to sido:

So Regulus, to save his country, dy'd.
No stubborn stays her yielding shape embrace; Where a dim gleam the paly lanthorn throws
Beneath the lamp her tawdry ribbons glare,

O'er the mid pavement, heapy rubbish grows;
The new-scour'd manteau, and the slattern air; Or arched vaults their gaping jaws extend,
High-draggled petticoats her travels show, 271 Or the dark caves to common-shores descend,
And hollow cheeks with artful blushes glow; Oft by the winds extinct the signal lics,
With Aattering sounds she soothes the credulous Or smother'd in the glimmering socket dies, 340

Ere Night has half roll'd round her ebon throne;
“My noble captain! charmer ! love! my dear!" | In the wide gulph the shatter'd coach, o'erthrown,
In riding-hood near tavern-doors she plies,

Sinks with the snorting steeds; the reins are broken Or muffled pinners hide ber livid eyes.

And from the crackling axle tlies the spoke. With empty bandbox she delights to range,

So, when fain'd Eddystone's far-shooting ray, And feigns a distant errand from the 'Change;

That led the sailor through the stormy way, Nay, she will oft the quaker's hood prophane,

Was from its rocky roots by billows torn, And trudge deinure the rounds of Drury-lane. 280 And the high turret in the whirlwind borne; She darts from sarsenet ambush wily leers,

Fleets bulg'd their sides against the craggy land, Twitches thy sleeve, or with familiar airs

And pitchy ruins blacken'd all the strand. 350 Her fan will pat thy check; these snares disdain, Who then through night would hire the harness'd Nor gaze behind thee, when she turns again.

steed? I knew a yeoman, who, for thirst of gain,

And who would choose the rattling wheel for speed ?
To the great city drove, from Devon's plain, But hark! Distress, with screaming voice, draws
His numerous lowing herd; his herds he sold,

And his deep leathern pocket bagg'd with gold. And wakes the slumbering street with cries of fire
Drawn by a fraudful nymph, be gaz'd, be sigh'd : At first a glowing red enwraps the skies,
Unmindful of his home, and distant bride, 290 And, borne by winds, the scattering sparks arise ;
She leads the willing viction to bis doom,

From bearn to beam the fierce contagion spreads;
Through winding alleys, to her cobweb room. The spiry flames now lift aloft their heads;
Thence thro' the street he recls from post to post, Through the burst sash a blazing deluge pours,
Valiant with wine, nor kuows his treasure lost. And splitting tiles descend in rattling showers. 360
The vagrant wretch th' a jsembled watchmen spies, Now with thick crowds th' enlighten'd pavement
He waves his hanger, and their proles defics;

swarins, Deep in the round - house pent, all night he shores,

The fireman sacats beneath his crooked arms; And the next morn in vain his fate deplores.

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A leathern casque his venturous head defends, Arundel-street

ii. 484 Boldly he climbs where thickest smoke ascends; Author, his wish

ii. 587 Mov'd by the mother's streaming eyes and prayers,

B The helpless infant through the flame he bears,

Bavaroy, by whom worn

i. 53 With no less virtue, than through hostile fire

Brokers, keep coaches

i. 117 The Dardan hero bore his aged sire..

Bookseller, skilled in the weather

i. 161 See, forceful engines spout their levellid streams,

Barber, by whom to be shunned

. 28 Toquench the blaze that runs along the beams;370 Baker, to whom prejudicial

qi. 30 The grappling hook plucks rafters from the walls,

Butchers, to be av ded And heaps on heaps the smoky ruin falls;

Bully, bis insolence to be corrected ii. 59 Blown by strong winds, the fiery tempest roars,

Broker, where he usually walks

ii. 277 Bears down new walls, and pours along the floors;


ji. 494 The Heavens are all a-blaze, the face of Night

Beau's chariot overturned

jj. 523 Is cover'd with a sanguine dreadful light.

Bills, dispersed to walkers

ii. 558 'Twas such a light involv'd thy towers, O Rome !


iii. 77 The dire presage of mighty Cæsar's doom, When the Sun veil'd in rust his mourning head,

с And frightful prodigies the skies o'erspread. 380 Country, the author's love of his

i. 21 Hark! the drum thunders! far, ye crowds, retire : Civic crown

i. 20 Behold! the ready match is tipt with fire,

Cane, the convenience of one

i. 61 The nitrous store is laid, the smutty train,

-an amber-headed one useless

i. 67 With running blaze, awakes the barreld grain;

-the abuse of it

i. 75 Flames sudden wrap the walls ; with sullen sound Camlet, how affected by rain

i. 46 'The shatter'd pile sinks on the smoky ground,

Coat, how to choose one for the winter i. 41 So, when the years shall have revolv'd the date, Chairs and chariots, prejudicial to health i. 69 'Th' inevitable hour of Naples' fate,

Coachman asleep on his box, what the sign i. 153 Her sapp'd foundations shall with thunders shake,

-his metamorphosis

ii. 241 And heave and toss upon the sulphurous lake; 390

-his whip dangerous

ii. 310 Earth's womb at once the fiery flood shall rend,

-his care of his horses

ii. 311 And in th' abyss her plunging towers descend.

-despises dirty shoes

iii. 165 Consider, seader, what fatigues I've known,

Chairman, an observation upon them

i. 154 The toils, the perils, of the wintery town;

Church monuments, foretel the weather

i. 167 What riots seen, what bustling crowds 1 bore,


i 171 How oft I cross'd where carts and coaches roar:

Cold, the description of one

i. 267 Yet shall I bless my labours, if mankind

Clergy, what tradesmen to avoid

ii. 95 Their future safety from my dangers find.

Chimney-sweeper, by whom to be avoided ii. 33 Thus the bold traveller (inur'd to toil,

Chandlers, prejudicial to walkers

ü. 40 Whose steps have printed Asia's desert soil, 400 Civility to be paid to walkers

ii. 45 The barbarous Arabs haunt; or shivering crost Carman, when unmerciful, his punishment ii. 245 Dark Greenland's mountains of eternal frost; Cheapside

ii. 243 Whom Providence, in length of years, restores

Cheese not lov'd by the author

ii. 95% To the wish'd harbour of his native shores)

Countryman, perplexed to find the way ï. 73 Sets forth his journals to the public view,


j. 260 To caution, by his woes, the wandering crew. Chairmen, their exercise in frosty weather ii. 335 And now complete my generous labours lie,


ii. 343. 347 Finish'd, and ripe for immortality.

Cries of the town, observations upon them ii. 426 Death shall entomb in dust this monldring frame,

Christmas, what cries forerun it

ii. 438 But never reach th' eternal part, my fame. 410

a season for general charity ii. 414 When W- and G-, mighty naines ?! are dead; Coaches, dangerous in snowy weather ii. 327 Or but at Chelsea under custards read;

those that keep them uncharitable ii. 42 When critics crazy bandboxes repair,

-attended with ill accidents

ii. 511 And tragedies, turn'd rockets, bounce in air;

-despised by walkers

. 570 High rais'd on Fleet-street posts, consign'd to l'ame, -kept by coxcombs and pimps č. 577 This work shall shine, and walkers bless my name. a stop of them described

jj. 35

-a man surrounded by them iii. 177 ! Probably Ward and Gildon. N. Cloacina, goddess of common-shores j. 115 Charing-cross

ii. 214 Christmas-box

ii. 185 Charity, most practised by walkers ii. 454 INDEX.

-where given with judginent ii. 456 -not to be delayed

ii. 458 A Chairs, the danger of them

ii. 513 AUTHOR, for whom he wrote the poem,

Clement's church, the pass of it described ii. 18 Book i. ver. 119 Colliers' carts

üi. 25 Asses, their arrogance ii. 13 Coachmen, a fight of them

ibid. Ariadne's clue ii. 83 Crowd, parted by a coach

jii. 83 Alley, the pleasure of walking in one ii. 271 Cellar, the misfortune of falling into one iii. 121 -not to be walked in by night jj. 127 Chairmen, law concerning them

ji. 153 Almanacks, useless to judicious walkers

ii. 406
-their poles dangerous

fü. 161 Autumn, what crics then in use ii. 434 Constable, his consideration

iii. 315

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Coach fallen into a hole, described iii. 335 | Ladies walking the streets

i. 105
Critics, their fate

iii. 413

-in the Park, what they betoken

i. 145
D'Oily stuffs, useless in winter

i. 43

-dress neither by reason nor instinct i. 149

Letchers old, where they frequent

i. 44
Drugget-silk, improper in cold weather

ii. 280

i. 129
Dress, propriety therein to be observed

ii. 546
ii. 17

Lintot, Mr. advice to him
Drummers, improper at a wedding

ii. 565
ü. 37 Lawyer passing the street in a coach
Dustman, to whom offensive

ji. 579
ii. 288
Labourers returned from work

jii. 13
Drays, when not to be walked behind

Doll, a melancholy story of her death ii. 382

iii. 133
ii. 527

Link-man, where not to be trusted
Dustman, spiteful to gilded chariots

jii. 139
Drury-lane, dangerous to virtue lii: 259 Luxury, a reflection on it

iii. 195
Legs, their use

üi. 241

Lantern, what it shows in the middle of the

Evening described
ii. 9

iii. 335
Eddystone light-house
iii. 345 Ludgate-hill

ii. 292

Frieze, its defects

i. 45 Martha, a milk-maid of Lincolnshire i. 125
Footman, his prudence in rainy weather i 127 Morning, then what first to be considered i. 121
Fair weather, signs of it
i. 143 Morning described

ji. 7
Farrier's shop, a description of one
i. 251 Milford-lane

iii. 25
Fop, the description of one walking ii. 53 Meuse, jugglers often ply thereabouts to in-
-the ill consequence of passing too near

veigle walkers to play

ii. 287

ii. 57 Milk-maid of the city, unlike a rural one ii. 11
Female guides, not to be made use of ii. 87 | Mercy recommended to coachmen and car-
Foot-ball described
ii. 347

ii. 237
Frost, an episode of the great one ii. 357 Masons, dangerous to pass where at work ii. 266
Fair, one kept on the Thames
ii. 369 Modesty not to be offended

ii. 298
Fishmonger, the description of his stali ii. 414 Monday, by what observations to know it ii. 408
Friday, how to know it
ii. 416 Miser, his manner of charity

iis 462
Friend, the author walks with one
ii. 276 Moorfields

ii. 548
-rules to walk with one
iii. 87 | Monmouth-street

Fox, like a pick-pocket
iii. 67 Mobs to be avoided

iii. 51
Footman very arrogant
iil. 157 Mohocks, a set of modern rakes

jii. 326
iii. 189 Matrons put in hogsheads

iii. 329
Funeral, the walker's contemplation of one iii. 225

Fire, the description of one

iii. 353
Fireman, his virtue
iii. 362 Naples, the streets of that city

i. 93
iii. 369 Newgate-market

ii. 544
Nisus and Euryalus

iii. 97
Father, the happiness of a child who knows
ii. 177 Nose, its use

iii. 245

iii. 323
Female walkers, what necessary for them i. 209 Nicker, his art

Naples, its future fate

lii. 387

--Gamester, his chariot described
i. 115 | Oysters, at what time first cry'd

i. 28
Glazier, his skill at foot-ball

ii. 355 old woman, an observation upon one i. 139

iii. 249 Observations on the looks of walkers ii. 274
Ox roasted on the Thames

ii. 368
· Health acquired by walking
i. 69 Orpheus, his death

ii. 393
Holland, the streets of that country described i. 87 Overton the print-seller

ii. 489
Hosiers' poles, what observed by them j. 165 | Oyster-wench

üi. 185
Hawker, at what time he cries news ii. 21 Oyster, the courage of him that first ate one
Horses, like Parthians
ii. 294

jj. 195
Hands, their use
iii. 241 Oedipus

iii. 215
House blown up, the description of it iii. 381


ii. 174 Pavers, their duty
Paris, the streets of that city

i. 85
Invention of pattens
i. 219 Poor, their murmurs, what the sign of

i. 178
Jugglers to be avoided
ii. 285 Paul, St. his festival

i. 176
Industry not exempt from death

ii. 389 Precepts, what the consequence if neglected i. 189
June, what cry denotes that month ii. 432 Pattens, a female implement

i. 212
James, St. its market
iii. 546 Presents better than flattery

i. 280
Patten, its derivation

i. 289

Perfumer, by whom to be avoided
Knocker of a door, an observation on one ii. 497 Porter sworn, useful to walkers

ii. 65
'Prentices not to be relied on

ji. 69

Post, when to walk on the outside of it jj. 7
London, its happiness before the invention of Pillory not to be gazed upon
coaches and chairs

i. 101 | Pall-mall celebrated


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i. 11

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j. 225
üj. 256

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