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Parodies of the works of English & American authors, vol. VI

WALTER HAMILTON, (continued 15)

Reading edition

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The Beggar’s Curse. (By Thomas Decker, 1609.) The Ruffin cly[147] the Nab of the Harmanbeck,[148] If we maund Pannam,[149] Lap, or Ruff-Peck, Of Poplars of Yarum,[150] he cuts bing to the Ruffmans, Or else he with cruelty swears by the Lightmans,[151] He’ll seize us, and put our stamps fast in the Harmans,[152] The Ruffin cly the Ghost of the Harmanbeck If we heave a Booth[153] we straight cly the Jerk[154] If we niggle or mill but a poor Boozing-Ken,[155] Or nip a poor Bung[156] with one single Win, Or dup but the Gigger[157] of a Country-cove’s Ken, Straight we’re to the Cuffin Queer[158] forced to bing; And ’cause we are poor made to scour the Cramp-ring,[159] From thence at the Chats we trine in the Lightmans,[160] Plague take the Harmanbeck: Ruffin the Harmans.

Clear out—Look Sharp!

Song commonly sung by tramps and thieves at a general Rendezvous before they divide into parties, to stroll about the country.

Bing[161] out, bien[162] Morts,[163] and toure[164] and toure, Bing out, bien Morts, and toure; For all your Duds[165] are bing’d awast[166] The bien Cove[167] hath the loure[168]. I met a Dell,[169] I viewed her well, She was benship[170] to my watch; So she and I did stall[171] and cloy,[172] Whatever we could catch. This Doxie Dell can cut bien whids,[173] And drill well for a win;[174] And prig and cloy so benshiply, All the Deusea-Vile[175] within. The Booth being raised,[176] we stept aside, Thro’ mire, and frost and snow; When they did seek then did we creep, And plant in Ruffman’s Row.[177] To strowling ken[178] the mort bings then, To fetch loure for her cheats; Duds and ruffpeck,[179] maugre Harmanbeck,[180] We won by Maunder’s feats. You maunders all, stow what you stall,[181] To Rum Coves what so quire;[182] And Bucksom Dell, that snilches well,[183] And takes loure for her hire. A Jybe well jerked, tick Rome-confeck,[184] For back by Glimmer to maund,[185] To mill each ken,[186] let Cove bing then,[187] Thro’ Ruffmans, Jague or Laund[188]. Till Cramprings quire, tip Cove his Hire,[189] And Quire-ken[190] do them catch; Old Ruffler Mill[191] the Quire-cuffin,[192] So quire to bien Cove’s watch. Booze, Mort, and Ken, been Darkman’s then.[193] The poor Cove’s bing’d awast; On Chats to trine,[194] by Rum-Coves Dine,[195] For his long Lib at last.[196] Bing out bien morts, and toure and toure, Bing out of the Romevile fine;[197] Now toure the cove that cly’d your duds, Upon the chats to trine.

As this song is so old some of the expressions are obsolete, and their explanations are somewhat conjectural. The first verse translated reads as follows:—

Go out, good girls, and look and see, Go out, good girls, and see; For all your clothes are carried away, And the good man has the money.

This was first printed in “The English Rogue: Described in the Life of Meriton Latroon, a Witty Extravagant. Being a Compleat History of the most Eminent Cheats of both sexes. London, Printed for Henry Marsh, at the Princes Arms in Chancery Lane, 1665.”

This curious work was reprinted by Chatto and Windus in 1874.

Frisky Moll’s Song. From Priggs that snabble the Prancers strong,[198] To you of the Peter Lay,[199] I pray now listen awhile to my song, How my Bowman[200] he kick’d away. He broke through all the Rubbs[201] in the whit, And chiv’d his Darbies[202] in twain; But filing of a Rumbo-Ken, My Bowman is snabbled again. I, Frisky Moll, with my Rum Cull,[203] Would suck in a Boozing Ken; But e’er for the Scran[204] he had tipt the Cole, The Harman he came in. A Famble, a Tattle, and two Pops,[205] Had my Bowman when he was ta’en; But had we not booz’d in the Diddle shops,[206] He’d still been in Drury Lane.

From “Harlequin Sheppard.” Acted at Drury Lane Theatre, 1724.

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The Canter’s Serenade.

(Sung early in the morning, at the Barn doors where their Doxies have reposed during the night.)

Ye Morts and ye Dells[207] Come out of your Cells, And charm all the Palliards[208] about ye; Here birds of all feathers, Through deep roads and all weathers, Are gathered together to toute[209] ye. With faces of Wallnut, And Bladder and Smallgut, We’re come scraping and singing to rouse ye; Rise, shake off your straw, And prepare you each maw To kiss, eat, and drink till you’re bouzy.

Ode to the King of the Mendicants. Cast your nabs[210] and cares away, This is Maunders holiday:[211] In the world look out and see, Where so blest a King as he! At the crowning of our King, Thus we ever dance and sing; Where’s the nation lives so free, And so merrily as we? Be it peace, or be it war, Here at liberty we are: Hang all Harmenbecks[212] we cry, We the Cuffin Queres[213] defy. We enjoy our ease and rest, To the fields we are not pressed And when taxes are increased We are not a penny ’sessed. Nor will any go to law, With a Maunder for a straw, All which happiness, he brags, Is only owing to his rags.

From The History of Bampfylde-Moore Carew, King of the Mendicants. London, 1749.

Oath of the Canting Crew. I, Crank-Cuffin, swear to be True to this fraternity; That I will in all obey Rule and order of the lay. Never blow the gab, or squeak; Never snitch to bum or beak; But religiously maintain Authority of those who reign Over Stop Hole Abbey Green, Be their tawny king, or queen. In their cause alone will fight; Think what they think, wrong or right; Serve them truly, and no other, And be faithful to my brother; Suffer none, from far or near, With their rights to interfere; No strange Abram, ruffler crack, Hooker of another pack, Rogue or rascal, frater, maunderer,[214] Irish toyle, or other wanderer; No dimber damber,[215] angler, dancer, Prig of cackler,[216] prig of prancer;[217] No swigman, swaddler, clapper-dudgeon; Cadge-gloak,[218] curtal, or curmudgeon; No whip-jack, palliard, patrico; No jarkman, be he high or low; No dummerar, or romany; No member of “the Family;” No ballad-basket, bouncing buffer, Nor any other, will I suffer; But stall-off[219] now and for ever, All outliers whatsoever; And as I keep to the fore-gone, So may help me Salamon! From The Life of Bampfylde-Moore Carew.

The Life and Death of the Darkman’s Budge,[220]. The Budge it is a delicate trade, And a delicate trade of fame, For when that we have bit the blow, We carry away the game. But if the cully naps us, And the lurries from us takes; O, then he rubbs us to the whit,[221] Tho’ we’re hardly worth two makes.[222] And when that we come to the whit, Our darbies to behold; We’re forced to do penance there, And booze the water cold. But when we come out again, And the merry cull we meet, We’ll surely file him of his cole,[223] As he pikes along the street. And when that we have filed him, Tho’t be but half a job; Then ev’ry man to the boozing ken, To fence his merry hog;[224] But if the cully naps us, For want of care or wit, Tho’ he cannot take away our cole, He rubbs us to the whit. And when we come unto the whit, For garnish[225] they do cry; We promise our lusty comrogues They shall have it by and bye; Then ev’ry man, with his Mort[226] in his hand, Is forc’d to kiss and part; And after, is divorced away, To the nubbing-cheat[227] in a cart. And we come to the Nubbing-cheat, For running on the budge; There stands Jack Ketch, that sneaking wretch, Who owes us all a grudge: For when that he hath nubbed us, And our friends tip him no cole, He takes his chive,[228] and cuts us down, And tips us into the hole. 275 But if we have a friend stand by, Six and eightpence for to pay, Then they may have our bodies back, And carry us quite away: For at St. Giles’s or St. Martin’s, A burying place is still; And there’s an end of a Darkman’s Budge, And the whoreson hath his will.

The Game of High Toby. Now Oliver[229] puts his black nightcap on, And every star its glim[230] is hiding, And forth to the heath is the scampsman[231] gone, His matchless cherry-black[232] prancer riding; Merrily over the common he flies, Fast and free as the rush of rocket, His crape-covered vizard drawn over his eyes, His tol[233] by his side, and his pops[234] in his pocket. Chorus. Then who can name So merry a game, As the game of all games—high toby?[235] The traveller hears him, away! away! Over the wide wide heath he scurries; He heeds not the thunderbolt summons to stay, But ever the faster and faster he hurries. But what daisy-cutter can match that black tit? He is caught—he must “stand and deliver;” Then out with the dummy,[236] and off with the bit,[237] Oh! the game of high toby for ever! Chorus. Then who can name So merry a game, As the game of all games—high toby? Believe me, there is not a game, my brave boys, To compare with the game of high toby; No rapture can equal the tobyman’s joys, To blue devils, blue plumbs[238] give the go by; And what if, at length, boys, he come to the crap![239] Even rack punch has some bitter in it, For the mare-with-three-legs,[240] boys, I care not a rap, ’Twill be over in less than a minute! Grand Chorus. Then hip, hurrah! Fling care away! Hurrah for the game of high toby. From Rookwood, by W. Harrison Ainsworth. London.

The Double Cross. Though all of us have heard of crost fights, And certain gains, by certain lost fights; I rather fancies that it’s news, How in a mill, both men should lose; For vere the odds are thus made even, It plays the dickens with the steven;[241] Besides, against all rule they’re sinning, Vere neither has no chance of vinning. Ri, tol, lol, &c. Two milling coves, each vide avake, Vere backed to fight for heavy stake; But in the mean time, so it vos, Both kids agreed to play a cross; Bold came each buffer[242] to the scratch, To make it look a tightish match; They peeled[243] in style, and bets were making, ’Tvos six to four, but few were taking. Ri, tol, lol, &c. Quite cautiously the mill began, For neither knew the other’s plan; Each cull[244] completely in the dark, Of vot might be his neighbour’s mark; Resolved his fibbing[245] not to mind, Nor yet to pay him back in kind; So on each other kept they tout,[246] And sparred a bit, and dodged about. Ri, tol, lol, &c. Vith mawleys[247] raised, Tom bent his back, As if to plant a heavy thwack; Vile Jem, with neat left-handed stopper, Straight threatened Tommy with a topper; ’Tis all my eye! no claret flows, No facers sound—no smashing blows, Five minutes pass, yet not a hit, How can it end, pals?—vait a bit. Ri, tol, lol, &c. Each cove vos teazed with double duty, To please his backers, yet play booty,[248] Ven, luckily for Jem, a teller Vos planted right upon his smeller; Down dropped he, stunned; ven time was called, Seconds in vain the seconds bawled; The mill is o’er, the crosser crost, The loser’s won, the vinner’s lost! Ri, tol, lol, &c. From Rookwood, by W. Harrison Ainsworth, London.

A Flash Anecdote.

I buzzed a bloak and a shakester of a reader and a skin. My jomer stalled. A cross cove, who had his regulars, called out “cop bung,” so as a pig was marking, I speeled to the crib, where I found Jim had been pulling down sawney for grub. He cracked a case last night and fenced the swag. He told me as Bill had flimped a yack and pinched a swell of a fawney, he sent the yack to church and got three finnups and a cooter for the fawney.

Translation.

I picked the pockets of a gentleman and lady of a pocket book and a purse. My fancy girl screened me from observation. A fellow thief, who shared my plunder, called out to me to hand over the stolen property, so as someone was observing my actions, I ran off to the house, where Jim had 276 some bacon he had stolen from a shop door. He broke into a house last night, and had sold the stolen property. He told me that Bill had hustled a man and stolen his watch, and had also robbed a gentleman of a ring. He had sent the watch to have its works removed, and had got three five pound notes and a sovereign for the ring.

From Poverty, Mendicity and Crime, 1839.

The Leary Man. Of ups and downs I’ve felt the shocks Since days of bats and shuttlecocks, And alicumpaine and Albert-rocks, When I the world began; And for these games I often sigh Both marmoney and spanish-fly, And flying kites too, in the sky, For which I’ve often ran. But by what I’ve seen, and where I’ve been, I’ve always found it so. That if you wish to learn to live, Too much you cannot know. For you must now be wide-awake, If a living you would make, So I’ll advise what course to take To be a Leary Man. Go first to costermongery To every fakement get a-fly And pick up all their slangery, But let this be your plan; Put up with no Kieboshery But look well after poshery, And cut teetotal sloshery. And get drunk when you can. And when you go to spree about, Let it always be your pride To have a white tile on your nob, And bulldog by your side. Your fogle you must flashly tie Each word must patter flashery, And hit cove’s head to smashery, To be a Leary Man. To Covent Garden or Billingsgate You of a morn must not be late, But your donkey drive at a slashing rate, And first be if you can. From short pipe you must your bacca blow, And if your donkey will not go, To lick him you must not be slow, But well his hide must tan. The fakement conn’d by knowing rooks Must be well known to you, And if you come to fibbery, You must mug one or two. Then go to St. Giles’s rookery, And live up some strange nookery, Of no use domestic cookery, To be a Leary Man. Then go to pigeon fancery And know each breed by quiz of eye, Bald-heads from skin ’ems by their fly, Go wrong you never can. All fighting coves too you must know, Ben Caunt as well as Bendigo, And to each mill be sure to go, And be one of the van. Things that are found before they’re lost, Be always first to find. Restore dogs for a pound or two You’ll do a thing that’s kind. And you must sport a blue billy, Or a yellow wipe tied loosily Round your scrag for bloaks to see That you’re a Leary Man. At knock’emsdown and tiddlywink, To be a sharp you must not shrink, But be a brick and sport your chink To win must be your plan. And set-toos and cock-fighting Are things you must take delight in, And always try to be right in, And every kidment scan. And bullying and chaffing too, To you should be well known, Your nob be used to bruisery, And hard as any stone. Put the kiebosh on the dibbery, Know a Joey from a tibbery, And now and then have a black eye, To be a Leary Man. To fairs and races go must you, And get in rows and fights a few, And stopping out all night its’ true, Must often be your plan. And as through the world you budgery, Get well awake to fudgery, And rub off every grudgery, And do the best you can. But mummery and slummery You must keep in your mind, For every day, mind what I say, Fresh fakements you will find. But stick to this while you can crawl, To stand ’till you’re obliged to fall, And when you’re wide awake to all You’ll be a Leary Man.

From The Vulgar Tongue, by Ducange Anglicus. London, Bernard Quaritch, 1857.

The Song of the Young Prig. My Mother she dwelt in Dyot’s Isle,[249] One of the Canting Crew,[250] sirs; And if you’d know my father’s style, He was the Lord Knows-who, sirs! I first held horses in the street, But being found defaulter, Turned rumbler’s flunky[251] for my meat, So was brought up to the halter. Frisk the cly[252], and fork the rag[253], Draw the fogles plummy[254], Speak to the tattler[255], bag the swag[256], And finely hunt the dummy[257]. My name they say is Young Birdlime, My fingers are fish-hooks sirs; 277 And I my reading learnt-betime, From studying pocket-books[258], sirs. I have a sweet eye for a plant[259], And graceful as I amble, Finedraw a coat-tail sure I can’t, So kiddy is my famble[260]. Chorus. Frisk the cly, etc., A night bird,[261] oft I’m in the cage[262], But my rum chants ne’er fail, sirs, The dubsman’s[263] senses to engage, While I tip him leg-bail[264], sirs. There’s not, for picking, to be had, A lad so light and larky[265], The cleanest angler on the pad[266], In daylight or the darkey[267]. Chorus. Frisk the cly, etc., And though I don’t work capital[268], And do not weigh my weight[269], sirs, Who knows but that in time I shall, For there’s no queering fate, sirs. If I’m not lagged to Virgin-nee[270], I may a Tyburn show be[271], Perhaps a tip-top cracksman[272] be Or go on the high toby[273]. Chorus. Frisk the cly, etc.,

From The Life and Times of James Catnach, by Charles Hindley. London, Reeves and Turner. 1878.

The Death of Socrates. By the Rev. Robt. Burrowes, Dean of St. Finbar’s Cathedral, Cork. The night before Larry was stretch’d, The boys they all paid him a visit; A bit in their sacks, too, they fetch’d— They sweated their duds[274] till they riz it; For Larry was always the lad, When a friend was condemn’d to the squeezer[275], But he’d pawn all the togs that he had, Just to help the poor boy to a sneezer[276], And moisten his gob ’fore he died. “’Pon my conscience, dear Larry,” says I, “I’m sorry to see you in trouble, And your life’s cheerful noggin run dry, And yourself going off like its bubble!” “Hould your tongue in that matter,” says he; “For the neckcloth I don’t care a button, And by this time to-morrow you’ll see Your Larry will be dead as mutton: All for what? ’kase his courage was good!” The boys they came crowding in fast; They drew their stools close round about him, Six glims[277] round his coffin they placed— He couldn’t be well waked without ’em. I ax’d if he was fit to die, Without having duly repented? Says Larry, “That’s all in my eye, And all by the clargy invented, To make a fat bit for themselves.” Then the cards being call’d for, they play’d, Till Larry found one of them cheated; Quick he made a hard rap at his head— The lad being easily heated, “So ye chates me bekase I’m in grief! O! is that, by the Holy, the rason? Soon I’ll give you to know, you d—d thief! That you’re cracking your jokes out of sason, And scuttle your nob[278] with my fist.” Then in came the priest with his book, He spoke him so smooth and so civil; Larry tipp’d him a Kilmainham look, And pitch’d his big wig to the divil. Then raising a little his head, To get a sweet drop of the bottle, And pitiful sighing he said, “O! the hemp will be soon round my throttle[279], And choke my poor windpipe to death!” So mournful these last words he spoke, We all vented our tears in a shower; For my part, I thought my heart broke To see him cut down like a flower! On his travels we watch’d him next day, O, the hangman I thought I could kill him! Not one word did our poor Larry say, Nor changed till he came to “King William:” Och, my dear! then his colour turn’d white. When he came to the nubbing cheat, He was tuck’d up so neat and so pretty; The rumbler jugg’d off from his feet, And he died with his face to the city. He kick’d too, but that was all pride, For soon you might see ’twas all over; And as soon as the noose was untied, Then at darkey we waked him in clover, And sent him to take a ground-sweat.

A French translation of this poem was written by the Rev. Francis Mahony, see “The Works of Father Prout.” London, George Routledge & Sons, 1881.

’Arry at a Political Pic-nic. Dear Charlie, ’Ow are yer, my ribstone? Seems scrumptious to write the old name. I ’ave quite lost the run of you lately. Bin playing some dark little game? 278 I’m keeping mine hup as per usual, fust in the pick of the fun, For wherever there’s larks on the tappy[280] there’s ’Arry as sure as a gun. The latest new lay’s Demonstrations. You’ve heard on ’em, Charlie, no doubt, For they’re at ’em all over the shop. I’ave ’ad a rare bustle about. All my Saturday arfs are devoted to Politics. Fancy, old chump, Me doing the sawdusty reglar,[281] and follering swells on the stump! But, bless yer, my bloater, it isn’t all chin-music[282] votes, and “’Ear! ’ear!” Or they wouldn’t catch me on the ready, or nail me for ninepence. No fear! Percessions I’ve got a bit tired of, hoof-padding,[283] and scrouging’s dry rot, But Political Picnics mean sugar to them as is fly to wot’s wot. Went to one on ’em yesterday, Charlie; a reglar old up and down lark. The Pallis free gratis, mixed up with a old country fair in a park, And Rosherville Gardens chucked in, with a dash of the Bean Feast will do, To give you some little idear of our day with Sir Jinks Bottleblue. Make much of us, Charlie? Lor bless you, we might ha’ bin blooming Chinese A-doing the rounds at the ’Ealthries. ’Twas regular go as you please. Lawn-tennis, quoits, cricket, and dancing for them as must be on the shove, But I preferred pecking[284] and prowling, and spotting the mugs making love. Don’t ketch me a-slinging my legs about arter a beast of a ball At ninety degrees in the shade or so, Charlie, old chap, not at all. Athletics ’aint ’ardly my form, and a cutaway coat and tight bags Are the species of togs for yours truly, and lick your loose “flannels” to rags. So I let them as liked do a swelter; I sorntered about on the snap. Rum game this yer Politics, Charlie, seems arf talkee-talkee and trap. Jest fancy old Bluebottle letting “the multitood” pic-nic and lark, And make Battersea Park of his pleasure-grounds, Bathelmy Fair of his park! “To show his true love for the People!” sez one vote-of-thanking tall-talker, And wosn’t it rude of a bloke as wos munching a bun to cry “Walker!”? I’m Tory right down to my boots, at a price, and I bellered “’Ear, ’ear!” But they don’t cop yours truly with chaff none the more, my dear Charlie, no fear! Old Bottleblue tipped me his flipper, and ’oped I’d “refreshed,” and all that. “Wy rather,” sez I, “wot do you think?” at which he stared nto his ’at, And went a bit red in the gills. Must ha’ thought me a muggins, old man, To ask sech a question of ’Arry—as though grubbing short was his plan. I went the rounds proper, I tell yer; ’twas like the free run of a Bar, And Politics wants lots o’ wetting. Don’t ketch me perched up on a car, Or ’olding a flag-pole no more. No, percessions, dear boy, ain’t my fad, But Political Pic-nics with fireworks, and plenty of swiz ain’t ’arf bad. The palaver was sawdust and treacle. Old Bottleblue buzzed for a bit, And a sniffy young Wiscount in barnacles landed wot ’e thought a ’it; Said old Gladstone wos like Simpson’s weapon, a bit of a hass and all jor, When a noisy young Rad in a wideawake wanted to give him wot for! “Yah! boo! Turn ’im hout!” sings yours truly, a-thinkin’ the fun was at ’and, But, bless yer! ’twas only a sputter. I can’t say the meeting looked grand. Five thousand they reckoned us, Charlie, but if so I guess the odd three Were a-spooning about in the halleys, or lappin’ up buns and Bohea. The band and the ’opping wos prime though, and ’Arry in course wos all there. I ’ad several turns with a snappy young party with stror coloured ’air. Her name she hinformed me wos Polly, and wen, in my ’appiest style, I sez, “Polly is nicer than Politics!” didn’t she colour and smile? We got back jest in time for the Fireworks, a proper flare-up, and no kid, Which finished that day’s Demonstration, an’ must ’ave cost many a quid.[285] Wot fireworks and park-feeds do Demonstrate, Charlie, I’m blest if I see, And I’m blowed if I care a brass button, so long as I get a cheap spree. The patter’s all bow-wow, of course, but it goes with the buns and the beer. If it pleases the Big-wigs to spout, wy it don’t cost hus nothink to cheer. Though they ain’t got the ’ang of it, Charlie, the toffs ain’t,—no go and no spice! Wy, I’d back Barney Crump at our Sing-song to lick ’em two times out o’ twice! Still I’m all for the Lords and their lot, Charlie. Rads are my ’orror, you know. Change R into C and you’ve got ’em, and ’Arry ’ates anythink low. So if Demonstrations means skylarks, and lotion as much as you’ll carry, These “busts of spontanyous opinion” may reckon all round upon ’Arry. Punch. October 11, 1884.

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Life in Gaol. Till seven we walk around the yard, There is a man all you to guard, If you put your hand out so, Untoe the guv’nor you must go; Eight o’clock is our breakfast hour, Those wittles they do soon devour; Oh! dear me, how they eat and stuff, Lave off with less than half enough. Nine o’clock you mount the mill, That you mayn’t cramp from settin’ still, If that be ever so against your will, You must mount on the traädin’ mill. There is a turnkey that you’ll find, He is a raskill most unkind. To rob poor prisoners he is that man, To chaäte poor prisoners where he can, At eleven o’clock we march upstairs To hear the parson read the prayers. Then we are locked into a pen— It’s almost like a lion’s den. There’s iron bars big round as your thigh To make you of a prison shy. At twelve o’clock the turnkey come; The locks and bolts sound like a drum, If you be ever so full of game, The traädin’ mill it will you tame. At one you mount the mill again, That is labour all in vain. If that be ever so wrong or right, You must traäde till six at night. Thursdays we have a jubal fraä Wi’ bread and cheese for all the day. I’ll tell you raälly, without consate, For a hungry pig ’tis a charmin’ bait. At six you’re locked into your cell, There until the mornin’ dwell; There is a bed o’ straw all to lay on, There’s Hobson’s choice, there’s that or none. From The Chequers, by James Runciman.

The Twenty Craftsmen. Described by the notorious thief-taker Jonathan Wild. Good people, give ear, whilst a story I tell, Of twenty black tradesmen who were brought up in hell, On purpose poor people to rob of their due; There’s none shall be nooz’d, if you find but one true. The first was a Coiner, that stampt in a mould; The second a Voucher to put off his gold. Tour you well; hark you well[286], see where they’re rubb’d, Up to the nubbing cheat[287], where they are nubb’d. The third was a Padder[288], that fell to decay, Who used for to plunder upon the Highway; The fourth was a Mill-Ken[289], to crack up a door, He’d venture to rob both the rich and the poor, The fifth was a Glazier[290], who when he creeps in, To pinch all the lurry[291] he thinks it no sin, Tour you well, etc. The sixth is a File-cly[292], that not one cully[293] spares, The seventh a Budge[294] to track softly up stairs; The eighth is a Bulk[295], that can bulk any hick[296], If the master be nabbed, then the Bulk he is sick, The ninth is an Angler[297], to lift up a grate, If he sees but the lurry his hooks he will bait. Tour you well, etc. The tenth is a Shoplift, that carries a Bob, When he ranges the city, the shops for to rob. The eleventh a Bubber[298], much used of late; Who goes to the ale house, and steals all their plate. The twelfth is a Beautrap[299], if a Cull[300] he does meet, He nips all his Cole[301], and turns him into the street. Tour you well, etc., The thirteenth a Famble, false rings for to sell, When a Mob[302] he has bit his Cole he will tell; The fourteenth a Gamester, if he sees the Cull sweet[303], He presently drops down a Cog[304] in the street; The fifteenth, a Prancer, whose courage is small, If they catch him Horse-coursing he’s noozed once for all. Tour you well, etc. The sixteenth, a Sheep-napper, whose trade is so deep, If he’s caught in the corn he’s marked for a sheep[305]; The seventeenth a Dunaker[306], that stoutly makes vows, To go in the country and steal all the cows; The eighteenth a Kid-napper[307], who spirits young men, Tho’ he tips them the pike, they oft nap him again. Tour you well, etc. The nineteenth’s a Priggar of Cacklers[308], who harms, The poor Country Higlers, and plunders the Farms; He steals all their poultry and thinks it no sin, When into the Henroost, in the night, he gets in, The twentieth’s a Thief-catcher, so we him call, Who if he be nabb’d will be made pay for all. Tour you well, etc. There’s many more Craftsmen[309] whom here I could name, Who use such like Trades, abandon’d of shame; To the number of more than threescore on the whole, Who endanger their body, and hazard their soul; And yet, tho’ good workmen, are seldom made free, Till they ride in a cart, and be noozed on a tree. Tour you well, hark you well, see where they’re rubb’d, Up to the nubbing-cheat, where they are nubb’d.

This is taken from A Pedlar’s Pack of Ballads and Songs collected by W. H. Logan, (Edinburgh: William Paterson, 1869) which work contains some dozen cant songs, of which the best have been quoted. The others are so “Flash” in language that they could only be clearly interpreted by a regular Patter Cove.

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Retoure my dear Dell. Each Darkmans[310] I pass in an old shady grove, And live not the Lightmans[311], I toute[312] not my love, I surtoute every walk, which we used to pass, And couch me down weeping and kiss the cold grass: I cry out on my Mort[313] to pity my pain, And all our vagaries remember again. Didst thou know, my dear Doxy, but half of the smart Which has seized on my panter since thou didst depart; Didst thou hear but my sighs, my complaining and groans, Thou’dst surely retoure[314] and pity my moans; Thou’dst give me new pleasure for all my past pain, And I should rejoice in thy glaziers[315] again. But, alas! ’tis my fear that the false Patri-coe[316] Is reaping those transports are only my due: Retoure my dear Doxy, oh, once more retoure, And I’ll do all to please thee that lies in my pow’r; Then be kind, my dear Dell, and pity my pain, And let me once more toute thy glaziers again. On Redshanks and Tibs[317] thou shalt every day dine, And if it should e’er be my hard fate to trine[318] I never will whiddle, I never will squeek[319], Nor to save my Colquarron[320] endanger thy neck. Then once more, my Doxy, be kind and retoure, And thou shalt want nothing that lies in my pow’r.

The vein of sentiment that pervades this lament is almost too fine to be genuine in such a production.

The Pickpockets’ Chaunt. Translated from an “Argot” Song of Maitre Vidocq, by Dr. William Maginn. As from ken to ken I was going, Doing a bit on the prigging lay[321], Who should I meet but a jolly blowen[322], Tol lol, lol lol, tol dirol lay; Who should I meet but a jolly blowen, Who was fly to the time of day. Who should I meet but a jolly blowen, Who was fly to the time of day. I pattered in flash[323], like a covey knowing, Tol lol, &c. “Ay, bub or grubby[324], I say?” I pattered in flash like a covey knowing, “Ay, bub or grubby, I say?” “Lots of gatter”[325] says she, is flowing, Tol lol, &c. Lend me a lift in the family way[326]. Lots of gatter, says she, is flowing, Lend me a lift in the family way. You may have a crib[327] to stow in, Tol lol, &c. Welcome, my pal, as the flowers in May. You may have a crib to stow in, Welcome, my pal, as the flowers in May. To her ken at once I go in, Tol lol, &c. Where in a corner out of the way, To her ken at once I go in, Where in a corner out of the way, With his smeller[328] a trumpet blowing, Tol lol, &c. A regular swell cove lushy lay, With his smeller a trumpet blowing, A regular swell cove lushy lay, To his dies[329] my hooks[330] I throw in, Tol lol, &c. And collar his dragons[331] clear away. To his dies my hooks I throw in, And collar his dragons clear away. Then his ticker I set a going, Tol lol, &c. And his onions,[332] chain and key, Then his ticker I set a going, With his onions, chain and key; Next slipt off his bottom clo’ing, Tol lol, &c. And his ginger head topper gay. Next slipt off his bottom clo’ing, And his ginger head topper gay. Then his other toggery stowing, Tol lol, &c. All with the swag I sneak away, Then his other-toggery stowing, All with the swag I sneak away. Tramp it, tramp it, my jolly blowen, Tol lol, &c. Or be grabbed by the beaks we may, Tramp it, tramp it, my jolly blowen, Or be grabbed by the beaks we may. And we shall caper a-heel and toeing, Tol lol, &c. A Newgate hornpipe some fine day. And we shall caper a-heel and toeing, A Newgate hornpipe some fine day, With the mots their ogles throwing, Tol lol, &c. And Old Cotton[333] humming his pray[334], With the mots their ogles throwing, And Old Cotton humming his pray, And the fogle hunters[335] doing, Tol lol, &c. Their morning fake in the prigging lay[336].

Many of the other words are also flash, but are so generally understood that it is quite unnecessary to translate them.

double fan
double fan

Oh, Kittens! in our hours of ease Uncertain toys, and full of fleas; When pain and anguish hang o’er men, We turn you into sausage then.

281 A Cant Handbill.

The following handbill is worthy of a place in this collection; the Slang Dictionary will explain its meaning. Its words are, however, fully understood by many “downy” customers;

Once Try You’ll Come Again TO Harris, The Slap-Up-Tog and out and out Kicksies Builder. Well known throughout all England.

Mr. H. nabs the chance of putting his customers awake that he has just made his escape from India, not forgetting to clap his mawleys upon some of the right sort of stuff, when on his return home he was stunned to find one of the top Manufacturers of Manchester had cut his lucky, and stepped off to the Swan Stream, leaving behind him a valuable stock of Moleskins, Cords, Velveteens, Box Cloths, Plushes, Doe Skins, Pilots, &c., and having some ready in his kick—grabbed the chance—stepped home with the swag—and is now safely landed at his crib. He can turn out Toggery very slap at the following low prices for

Ready Gilt—Tick being No Go.

Upper Benjamins, built on a downy plan, a monarch to half a finnuff. Fishing or Shooting Togs, or Slap up Velveteen Togs, lined with the same, cut slap, 1 pound, 1 quarter and a peg. A Fancy Sleeve Blue Plush or Pilot ditto, made very saucy, a couter. Pair of Kerseymere or Doeskin Kicksies, built very slap with the artful dodge, a canary. Pair of Bath or Worsted Cords, cut to drop down on the trotters, a quid. Pair of out and out cords, built very serious, 9 bob and a kick. Pair of stout Broad Cords, built in the Melton Mowbray style, half a sov. Pair of Moleskins, built hanky spanky, with double fakement down the sides and artful buttons at the bottom, half a monarch.

Mud Pipes, Knee Caps & Trotter Cases built very low. A decent allowance made to Seedy Swells, Tea Kettle Purgers, Head Robbers, and Flunkeys out of Collar.

N.B.—Gentlemen finding their own Broady can be accommodated.

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The distinctions between Slang and Cant are well defined by Hotten. “Cant,” he says, “is old, whilst Slang is always modern and changing. To illustrate the difference: a thief in Cant language would term a horse a Prancer or Prad; while in Slang a man of fashion would speak of it as a Bit of Blood, a Spanker, or a neat tit.”

Cant was formed for the purpose of secrecy in roguery, Slang is commonly indulged in from a desire to appear familiar with the life, gaiety, town humour, and street jokes of the day. Cant and Slang are often used as synonyms, which is erroneous, they are distinct terms, and should be kept so.

Then there is what is commonly known as “Daily Telegraphese,” or the “high falutin” style. This arose from the invincible objection an inferior class of journalists had to writing of a spade as a spade, it must be called an “agricultural implement.” Examples of this may be found any day in the leaders of the Daily Telegraph, (London) a journal which whilst owned by Jews is especially conspicuous for its cant about Christianity and the Established Church. The parade of irrelevant learning, the mythological allusions dug up from the almost inaccessible depths of Lemprière, and the Latin verses cheaply filched from Dictionaries of Quotations, can only impose on imperfectly educated readers, to persons of any literary culture they are simply nauseating.

On page 251 Jerry Juniper’s Chaunt (“Nix my dolly pals”) was given, it is the somewhat abbreviated version which is commonly sung, the full text, with a glossary, will be found in Ainsworth’s entertaining novel Rookwood.

This work contains other cant songs, and in his Preface Mr. Ainsworth makes the following remarks upon them:—

“As I have casually alluded to the flash song of Jerry Juniper, I may be allowed to make a few observations upon this branch of versification. It is somewhat curious with a dialect so racy, idiomatic, and plastic as our own cant, that its metrical capabilities should have been so little essayed. The French have numerous chansons d’argot, ranging from the time of Charles Bourdigné and Villon down to that of Vidocq and Victor Hugo, the last of whom has enlivened the horrors of his “Dernier Jour d’un Condamné” by a festive song of this class. The Spaniards possess a large collection of Romances de Germania, by various authors, amongst whom Quevedo holds a distinguished place. We on the contrary, have scarcely any slang songs of merit. This barreness is not attributable to the poverty of the soil, but to the want of due cultivation. Materials are at hand in abundance, but there have been few operators. Dekker, Beaumont and Fletcher, and Ben Jonson, have all dealt largely in this jargon, but not lyrically; and one of the earliest and best specimens of a canting-song occurs in Brome’s ‘Jovial Crew;’ and in the ‘Adventures of Bamfylde Moore Carew’ there is a solitary ode addressed by the mendicant fraternity to their newly-elected monarch; but it has little humour, and can scarcely be called a genuine canting-song. This ode brings us down to our own time; to the effusions of the illustrious Pierce Egan; to Tom Moore’s Flights of ‘Fancy;’ to John Jackson’s famous chant, ‘On the High Toby Spice flash the Muzzle,’ cited by Lord Byron in a note to ‘Don Juan;’ and to the glorious Irish ballad, worth them all put together, entitled ‘The Night before Larry was stretched.’ This is attributed to the late Dean Burrowes, of Cork. It is worthy of note, that almost all modern aspirants to the graces of the Musa Pedestris are Irishmen. Of all rhymesters of the ‘Road,’ however, Dean Burrowes is, as yet, most fully entitled to the laurel. Larry is quite ‘the potato!’

“I venture to affirm that I have done something more than has been accomplished by my predecessors, or contemporaries, with the significant language under consideration. I have written a purely flash song; of which the great and peculiar merit consists in its being utterly incomprehensible to the uninformed understanding, while its meaning must be perfectly clear and perspicuous to the practised patterer of Romany, or Pedler’s French. I have, moreover, been the first to introduce and naturalize amongst us a measure which, though common enough in the Argotic minstrelsy of France, has been hitherto utterly unknown to our pedestrian poetry. Some years after the song alluded to, better known under the title of ‘Nix my dolly, pals,—fake away!’ sprang into extraordinary popularity, being set to music by Rodwell, and chanted by glorious Paul Bedford and clever little Mrs. Keeley.”

Of course Mr. Ainsworth is in error in his claim to have written the first purely flash song, if indeed that is what he claims in his somewhat ambiguous sentence on the subject.

Detached Slang phrases may be found in the writings of most of our principal novelists—in Swift, Addison, Henry Fielding, Lord Lytton, Harrison Ainsworth, and Charles Dickens they abound. Professor Wilson and Dr. Maginn were also authorities on Slang.

Our older dramatists introduced Slang largely into 282 their plays, notably Shakespeare, Ben Jonson, Beaumont and Fletcher, Richard Brome, Thomas Middleton, Thomas Decker, the Duke of Buckingham, and more recently R. B. Sheridan and Moncrieff.

Our dear little friend Notes and Queries (London) contains many hundreds of references, explanations, and etymologies of Cant, Slang, and Flash, to which access can be readily obtained by reference to the indices of that ably conducted journal.

As a general remark on the songs which have been quoted, it should be borne in mind that prior to 1829 the punishment of death was inflicted for many offences which are now considered trivial, hence the frequent references they contain to hanging, and the gallows.

The Printer’s Epitaph.

No more shall copy bad perplex my brain;

No more shall type’s small face my eyeballs strain;

No more the proof’s foul page[337] create me troubles,

By errors, transpositions, outs, and doubles;[338]

No more to overrun shall I begin;

No more be driving out or taking in;

The stubborn pressman’s frown I now may scoff;

Raised, and corrected, finally worked off!

From Songs of the Press, and other Poems relative to the Art of Printing. Collected by C. H. Timperley. London: Fisher, Son & Co., 1845.

This work contains a large number of Poems and Parodies in Printer’s Slang, and has a good glossary of the technical terms and Slang used in printing offices.

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Dictionaries and other Books of Reference, on Cant and Slang.

Chronologically Arranged.

“A Caveat or Warening for Common Cursetors, vulgarly called Vagabones, set forth by Thomas Harman, Esquier, for the utilitie and proffyt of hys naturall Countrey, newly augumented and imprynted Anno Domini, 1567. Viewed, examined and allowed according unto the Queene Majesteyes injunctions. Imprinted at London, in Fletestret, at the signe of the Faulcon, by Wylliam Gryffith, and are to be solde at his shoppe in Saynt Dunstones Churche Yard in the West.”—This is generally acknowledged to have been the first work of its kind, namely, an attempt to form a Cant Dictionary. It was first printed in black letter, there have been several later editions, and Hotten in his Slang Dictionary reprints from it what he terms the “Rogues’ Dictionary.” This vocabulary contains about 150 entries.

A reprint of Harman’s Caveat, with illustrations and interesting notes, was published by Reeves and Turner in 1871, in Mr. Charles Hindley’s Old Book Collector’s Miscellany.

The Fraternatye of Vacabondes, etc. Imprinted at London by John Awdeley, 1575.—Supposed to have been either written by Harman, or taken from his works.

The Bellman of London, by Thomas Decker.—Contains an account of the Canting Language. Black letter. London, 1608.

Lanthorne and Candle-light, or the Bellman’s Second Night’s Walke.—By Thomas Decker. London. 1608-9 This is a continuation of Decker’s former work, and contains the Canter’s Dictionary. There were numerous editions of Decker’s works on this subject.

“Villanies discovered by Lanthorne and Candle-light, and the helpe of a new crier called O Per se O. Being an addition to the Bel-man’s second night-walke; and laying open to the world of those abuses, which the Bel-man (because he went i’th darke) could not see. With Canting Songs, and other new conceits never before Printed.” By Thomas Decker. Newly corrected and enlarged. Small quarto. London, Aug Mathewes, 1620. Very rare, and curious as containing a complete description of the thieving and swindling population of London at that time, with a Cant Vocabulary and Slang songs. There were several Editions of this work.

The English Rogue, described in the Life of Meriton Latroon, a witty Extravagant. By Richard Head, 1671-80. This contains a list of Cant words, partly taken from Decker’s works.

Canting Academy; or, Villanies Discovered, wherein are shown the Mysterious and Villanous Practices of that Wicked Crew—Hectors, Trapanners, Gilts, etc., Also a Compleat Canting Dictionary. Compiled by Richard Head. 1674.

Ladies’ Dictionary, by Dunton, London, 1694.

Dictionary of the Canting Crew (Ancient and Modern), of Gypsies, Beggars, Thieves, &c. About 1700.

New Dictionary of the Terms (Ancient and Modern), of the Canting Crew in its several Tribes. By B. E. Gent. About 1710.—This work was the foundation of Bacchus and Venus, 1737, and of The Scoundrel’s Dictionary, 1754.

Regulator; or, a Discovery of the Thieves, Thief-takers, and Jocks, in and about London. With an account of all the Flash Words now in vogue amongst the thieves. By Charles Hitching, formerly City Marshall. London, 1718.

Complete History of the Lives and Robberies of the most notorious Highwaymen, Footpads, Shop-lifters, and Cheats in and about London and Westminster. By Captain A. Smith. London, 1719.—This contains “The Thieves New Canting Dictionary of the Words, Proverbs, &c., used by Thieves.”

The Thieves’ Grammar. By Captain Alexander Smith. About 1720.

The Thieves’ Dictionary, by the same author. 1724.

Canting Dictionary; comprehending all the Terms used by Gipsies, Beggars, Shoplifters, Highwaymen, Footpads, etc., with a collection of Songs in the Canting Dialect. A rechauffé of earlier works, 1725.

The Golden Cabinet of Secrets, with a Canting Dictionary, by Dr. Surman. In seven parts. London, about 1730.

The Triumph of Wit, or Ingenuity displayed, with the mystery and art of Canting, and Poems in the Canting Language, J. Clarke, 1735.

Etymological English Dictionary. By Nathaniel Bailey, 2 Vols., 1737. A collection of ancient and modern Cant words appears as an appendix to this edition.

Bacchus and Venus; or a select Collection of Songs in the Canting Dialect, etc., with a Dictionary explaining the Canting Terms. 1731. Founded on B. E. Gent’s New Dictionary.

The Life of an English Rogue. By Jeremy Sharp, 1740.—This contains a vocabulary of Gypsies’ Cant.

283 The History and Curious Adventures of Bampfylde-Moore Carew, King of the Mendicants. The first edition was published by R. Goodby, London, 1749.—This is a very common book, it should contain “A vocabulary of words used by the Scottish Gipsies,” “A few sentences in the Gipsy Language,” and “A Dictionary of the Cant Language generally used by mendicants.” These are incomplete and unsatisfactory.

History of the Lives and Actions of Jonathan Wild, Blueskin, and John Sheppard; together with a Canting Dictionary, by Jonathan Wild, 1750.

The Sportsman’s Dictionary. No date. Contains low sporting and pugilistic terms.

Scoundrel’s Dictionary, or an Explanation of the Cant words used by Thieves, House Breakers, Street Robbers, and Pickpockets about Town, 1754. A reprint of Bacchus and Venus, 1737.

The Triumph of Wit, or the Canting Dictionary. Dublin, about 1760.

The Discoveries of John Poulter. About 1770.—With an explanation of the “Language of Thieves, commonly called Cant.”

Dictionary of the English Language, by Dr. John Ash, 1775.—Containing low, vulgar, slang, and cant terms.

New and Complete Dictionary of the English Language. By John Ash, L.L.D., 1775.—Contains Cant words and phrases.

A View of Society in High and Low Life. By George Parker, 1781.

The Classical Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue. By Francis Grose.—The first edition was published in 1785. This is the foundation of most of the Slang Dictionaries which have since been compiled. Although it is one of the most indecent books ever printed in the English language it must be admitted that it was, at the time it appeared, the most complete and important Dictionary of street language, based on personal enquiry, and acquaintance with the habits of those who used “Cant.”

The Whole Art of Thieving and Defrauding Discovered; to which is added an Explanation of most of the Cant terms in the Thieving Language. 1786.

Life’s Painter of Variegated Characters, with a Dictionary of Cant Language and Flash Songs. By George Parker, 1789.

New Dictionary of all the Cant and Flash Languages, both ancient and modern, used by Gipsies, Beggars, Swindlers, Footpads, Highwaymen, etc. By H. T. Potter, of Clay, Worcestershire. 1790.

Dictionary of all the Cant and Flash Languages, both ancient and modern. By Bailey. 1790.

New Dictionary of all the Cant and Flash Languages used by every class of Offenders, from a Lully Prigger to a High Tober Gloak. 179—

A Political Dictionary: Explaining the True Meaning of Words. By the late Charles Pigott, Esq. London: D. I. Eaton, 1795.—A satirical work directed against the Monarchy, the Aristocracy, and the Government of the day, in the form of a dictionary.

Blackguardiana; or, Dictionary of Rogues, Bawds, etc. By James Caulfield. 1795.

A coarse work, mainly founded on Grose’s “Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue.”

Dictionary of all the Cant and Flash Languages. London. 1797.

Anecdotes of the English Language, chiefly regarding the Local dialect of London and Environs. By Samuel Pegge. 1803.

Dictionary of the Slang and Cant Languages, Ancient and Modern. By George Andrews. A sixpenny pamphlet. London, 1809.

A Dictionary of Buckish Slang, University Wit, and Pickpocket Eloquence. 1811.

Lexicon Balatronicum. A Dictionary of Buckish Slang, University Wit, and Pickpocket Eloquence, compiled originally by Captain Grose, and now considerably altered and enlarged by a member of the Whip Club, assisted by Hell-Fire Dick, etc. London: C. Chappel, Pall Mall, 1811. With a folding plate by G. Cruikshank, entitled “Bang up Dinner; or, Love and Lingo.” This is a very comprehensive slang dictionary, containing extracts from flash songs and dialogues. It is exceedingly coarse and indelicate, and is consequently very scarce.

Bang-up Dictionary; or, the Lounger and Sportsman’s Vade Mecum. A Glossary of the Language of the Whips. 1812.

London Guide and Stranger’s Safeguard, against Cheats, Swindlers, and Pickpockets, By William Perry. 1818. Contains a Dictionary of Slang Words.

Life of the Count de Vaux, written by Himself, to which is added a Canting Dictionary. 1819.

These memoirs were suppressed.

Tom Crib’s Memorial to Congress: With a Preface, Notes, and Appendix. By One of the Fancy. London, Longmans & Co., 1819. There were several Editions. This has been ascribed to Thomas Moore, it contains a parody of one of his poems, most of the other pieces contained in this little volume are descriptive of prize fights, and abound in slang; the burlesque preface and footnotes, are interesting, learned, and explanatory.

There is also a translation from the Fifth Book of Virgil’s Æneid in Slang, entitled “Account of the Milling-match between Entellus and Dares.”

“With daddles high uprais’d, and nob held back, In awful prescience of th’ impending thwack, Both Kiddies stood—and with prelusive spar, And light manœuvering, kindled up the war.!”

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Boxiana; or, Sketches of Modern Pugilism, by Pierce Egan. London, 1820.

This is more particularly devoted to the Prize-ring, and its technicalities.

The Fancy: A selection from the Poetical Remains of the late Peter Corcoran, of Gray’s Inn, Student at Lawe London, Taylor & Hessey. 1820. This is written in imitation of Tom Crib’s Memorial to Congress, and is generally ascribed to James Smith, one of the authors of The Rejected Addresses. It abounds in cant, slang, and terms of the prize ring, and has a short glossary of terms.

The True History of Tom and Jerry; or, The Day and Night scenes of Life in London, with a Glossary of Slang. By Pierce Egan. About 1820.

Flash Dictionary of the Cant Words, Queer Sayings, and Crack Terms now in use in Flash Cribb Society. By Mr. Duncombe. 1820.

Jack Randall’s Diary of Proceedings at the Souse of Call for Genius. This is supposed to have been written by Thomas Moore, it contains numerous Slang parodies, relating to pugilism and fast life in London. 1820. Jack Randall was an ex-pugilist, who kept a 284 public-house called the Hole-in-the-Wall, Chancery Lane, frequented by the “fancy.” He died in 1828.

Alas! poor Jack lies on his back, As flat as any flounder: Although he died of a bad inside, No heart was ever sounder. The Hole-in-the-Wall was once his stall, His crib the Fancy name it: A Hole-in-the-Ground he now has found, And no one else will claim it. * * * * *

Essayes and Characters of a Prison and Prisoners. (Mynshull) Edinburgh, 1821. Contains an account of the Cant used in the prison.

Life of David Haggart, written by himself while under sentence of Death. With a glossary of the Slang and Cant Words of the Day. 1821.

Life in St. George’s Fields; or, the Rambles and Adventures of Disconsolate William, Esq., and his Surrey Friend, Flash Dick, with Songs and a Flash Dictionary. 1821.

A Political Dictionary; or, Pocket Companion:—Chiefly designed for the use of Members of Parliament, Whigs, Tories, Loyalists, Magistrates, Clergymen, Half-pay Officers, Worshipful Aldermen and Reviewers; being an Illustration and Commentary on all Words, Phrases, and Proper Names in the Vocabulary of Corruption. With biographical illustrations from the lives of the most celebrated Corruptionists in Church and State. By the Editor of the “Black Book.” London: T. Dolby. 1821.

This work, which has a strong Radical bias, is satirically dedicated to the odious Lord Castlereagh, and is very outspoken in its denunciations of Bribery, Corruption, Pensioners, and Placemen, as witness the definition it gives of “Laureate (Poet),” “A fellow who barters his principles for a hundred pounds a year and a butt of sack.” This gibe was directed at the renegade republican Robert Southey, then Poet Laureate.

The Man of the World’s Dictionary. Anonymous. London: J. Appleyard. 1822.

Translated from the Dictionnaire des Gens du Monde, a satirical work in the form of a dictionary.

Classical Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue, by Francis Grose, revised and corrected, with the addition of numerous Slang Phrases, collected from tried authorities, by Pierce Egan. London. 1823.—This is the best edition of Grose’s work.

Dictionary of the Turf, the Ring, the Chase, the Pit, the Bon Ton, and the Varieties of Life, by John Bee, (i.e., John Badcock). 1823.

Gradus ad Cantabrigiam; or New University Guide to the Academical Customs, and Colloquial or Cant terms peculiar to The University of Cambridge. By a Brace of Cantabs. London. J. Hearne. 1824.—This is written in the form of a Dictionary, and contains some excellent parodies.

The Modern Flash Dictionary, containing all the Cant Words, Slang Terms, and Flash Phrases now in vogue. By E. Kent. 1825.

Modern Flash Dictionary, 48mo. 1825.—The smallest Slang Dictionary ever printed.

Sportsman’s Slang; A new Dictionary of Terms used in the affairs of the Turf, the Ring, the Chase, and the Cockpit. By John Bee (J. Badcock). 1825.

My Thought Book, by J. Thomas, 1825.—Contains a chapter on Slang.

Living Picture of London for 1828, and Strangers’ Guide through the streets of the Metropolis; showing the Frauds, the Arts, Snares and Wiles of all descriptions of Rogues, &c., 1828.—Giving an insight into the language of the streets.

Mornings at Bow Street. By T. Wright, London, 1838. Contains Etymologies of a few Slang Words.

Poverty, Mendicity, and Crime; or the Facts, Examinations, &c. upon which the Report was founded, Presented to the House of Lords by W. A. Miles, Esq., to which is added a Dictionary of the Flash or Cant Language, known to every Thief and Beggar. Edited by H. Brandon, Esq., London; Shaw & Sons, 1839.—The Flash Dictionary only extends to six pages, followed by two examples of “flash” conversation, the first of which has already been quoted.

Sinks of London laid open, a Pocket Companion for the uninitiated, to which is added a Modern Flash Dictionary, with a List of the 60 orders of Prime Coves, the whole forming a True Picture of London Life, Cadging made Easy, the He-She Man, Smoking Kens, Lessons to Lovers, &c. With illustrations, by George Cruikshank, London, 1848.

London Labour and London Poor, 4 vols. By Henry Mayhew. London, 1851.

In the Great World of London, written by the same gentleman, there is also some information about Cant and Slang Words.

Magistrates’ Assistant and Constables’ Guide. By Snowden, 1852.—Contains a “Glossary of the Flash Language.”

Archaic Dictionary, by J. O. Halliwell, 2 vols. 1855.

The Vulgar Tongue: comprising two glossaries of Slang, Cant and Flash words and phrases, principally used in London at the present day. By Ducange Anglicus. London: Bernard Quaritch, 1857. Only 250 copies were printed of this edition. The first Glossary was original, the second was merely a reprint from the report entitled Poverty, Mendicity, and Crime, which see. It also contains The Leary Man, a Flash Song, and a Tailor’s Handbill in Slang, both of which have already been quoted.

Essay on Church Parties. By Dean Conybeare, containing examples of clerical, or pulpit Slang. 1858.

The Slang Dictionary; or, the Vulgar words, Street Phrases and “Fast” expressions of High and Low Society. This was first published in London by John Camden Hotten in 1859 as The Dictionary of Modern Slang, Cant, and Vulgar words, a second edition appeared in 1860; the above named which appeared in 1864, contained much more matter than its predecessors. There have been several editions published more recently. Speaking in a general sense this appears to be by far the most interesting, as it is also the most useful work on Slang for modern readers. Naturally it contains a few coarse and vulgar expressions, but none of an obscene or indelicate description. It has a bibliography of Slang and Cant, which is, however, incomplete.

The History of a Manchester Cadger; narrated in his own language. Price, one penny.—This was an impudent theft from Hotten’s Slang Dictionary.

Miss Polly-Glott’s Dictionary of the Future.—This was a satirical Dictionary which appeared in several parts of The Girl of the Period Miscellany. London. 1869.

A Pedlar’s Pack of Ballads and Songs. By W. H. Logan. Edinburgh; William Paterson. 1869.—This contains about a dozen slang songs, the best of which have been already quoted.

285 The Shotover Papers, or Echoes from Oxford. Oxford. J. Vincent. 1874-75.—This contains numerous specimens of the slang in use in the Oxford Colleges.

The Life and Times of James Catnach, (late of Seven Dials) Ballad Monger. By Charles Hindley. London. Reeves and Turner. 1878.—Contains old Cant Ballads, and notes on Thieves and their haunts.

Macmillan’s Magazine, October, 1879. Autobiography of a Thief, by Rev. J. W. Horsley.—See also Jottings from Jail. 1887.

Flights of Fancy by E. L. Blanchard. London: E. W. Allen, 1882. This has a more explanatory sub-title; “The Comic Encyclopædia, a Dictionary of Definitions for the use of Punsters,” this in reality is a humorous and satirical dictionary. This work originally appeared in parts in the early numbers of Fun. London.

Jottings from Jail; Notes and Papers on Prison matters. By the Rev. J. W. Horsley M.A., London. T. Fisher Unwin, 1887.

This contains “An Autobiography of a Thief, in Cant or Thieves’ language,” which had previously appeared in Macmillan’s Magazine for October, 1879. This was also reprinted, with a French translation, in Mr. A. Barrère’s splendid work Argot and Slang.

The A. B. C. of a New Dictionary of Flash, Cant, Slang and Vulgar Words, Proverbs and Provincialisms, their Explication and Illustration. On the basis of Bailey and Grose. London, no date, but probably printed about 1866. This exceedingly scarce and rather coarse little book (110 pages) has no author’s or publisher’s name. It only deals with the first three letters of the alphabet, and was evidently intended as the first instalment of a very complete dictionary, an intention which was not carried into effect. Only a few copies were printed.

New Canting Dictionary. N.D.

A new Dictionary of the Jaunting Crew. N.D.

The Gipsy Vocabulary, Edited by W. Pinkerton.

Every Day Life in our Public Schools. By C. E. Pascoe. London.

The Seven Curses of London. By James Greenwood.

A Supplementary English Glossary. By T. L. O. Davies. London, 1881.

“The True History of Tom and Jerry; or The Day and Night Scenes of Life in London from the Start to the Finish! With a key to the Persons and Places, together with a Vocabulary and Glossary of the Flash and Slang terms occurring in the course of the work.” By Charles Hindley. London, Reeves & Turner, 1889.

This is a reprint of Pierce Egan’s Tom and Jerry and The Finish to the Adventures of Tom, Jerry, and Logic, with an interesting and profusely illustrated introduction, by Mr. Hindley. The Glossary has been revised and brought down to date, and altogether the book is as curious and as amusing a record of “Life in London” seventy years ago as can be desired. Only two hundred and fifty copies have been printed.

A Dictionary of Slang, Jargon, and Cant, embracing English, American, and Anglo-Indian Slang, Pidgin English, Tinkers’ Jargon, and other irregular Phraseology, compiled and edited by Albert Barrère and Charles G. Leland. Printed, for subscribers only, at the Ballantyne Press. 1889. Only the first volume (A to K) of this work has as yet been issued.

AMERICAN AND COLONIAL SLANG.

Essays on Americanisms, Perversions of Language in the United States, Cant Phrases, &c.—By Dr. Witherspoon, Philadelphia, 1801.

Probably the earliest work on Americanisms.

Vocabulary, or Collection of Words and Phrases which have been supposed to be peculiar to the United States of America. By F. Pickering, Boston, 1816.

Letter to the Hon. John Pickering, on the subject of his Vocabulary, or Collection of Words and Phrases supposed to be peculiar to the United States. By Noah Webster, Boston, 1817.

Collection of College Words and Customs. By B. H. Hall. Cambridge (U.S.) 1856.

Dictionary of Americanisms; a Glossary of Words and Phrases colloquially used in the United States. By John Russell Bartlett. New York, 1859.

Glossary of supposed Americanisms; Vulgar and Slang words used in the United States, by Alfred L. Elwyn. 1859.

Gazetteer of Georgia, U.S. By Sherwood. This contains a glossary of the Slang and Vulgar words peculiar to the Southern States of the U.S.A.

A Handbook of Sayings and Phrases. By J. A. Mair. London, George Routledge and Sons. About 1880. This useful little work contains not only many English Slang Words, but also a collection of American Words and Phrases.

Americanisms, Old and New, being a collection of words, phrases, and colloquialisms peculiar to the United States British America, the West Indies, etc. By John S. Farmer. Privately printed 1889. This contains a good many words pertaining to transatlantic cant, or thieves’ slang. An amusing article on this book appeared in The Daily News, January 31, 1889.

School Life at Winchester College, giving an account of the Language of Ziph. By Professor Mansfield.

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CONTINENTAL BOOKS OF REFERENCE ON “ARGOT” OR SLANG.

La Comédie des Proverbes. Par Adrien de Montluc. 1633.

Dictionnaire des Halles. Bruxelles, 1696. A scarce and very curious slang dictionary.

Dictionnaire Comique, Satyrique, Critique, Burlesque, Libre et Proverbial. Avec une explication très-fidèle de toutes les manières de parler Burlesques, Comiques, Libres, Satyriques, Critiques et Proverbiales, qui peuvent se rencontrer dans les meilleurs Auteurs, tant anciens que modernes. Par Philibert Joseph Le Roux. Lyons, 1735. Other editions 1752 and 1786.

(The editor’s copy of this curious work was published by Michel Charles le Cene, at Amsterdam, 1718, and was purchased in July 1889, at Sotheby’s sale of the Library of the Right Hon. and Reverend the Earl of Buckinghamshire.)

Le Poissardiana. 1756.

Amusements à la Grecque, ou les Soirées de la Halle. Par un Ami de feu Vadé. Paris, 1764.

Amusements rapsodi-poétiques. 1773.

Nouveau Dictionnaire Proverbial, Satirique et Burlesque. Plus complet que ceux qui ont paru jusqu’à ce jour, à l’usage de tout le monde. Par A. Caillot. Paris. Dauvin, 1826.

Illustrated by many interesting quotations from the old French classical writers.

286 Dictionnaire d’Argot, ou la Langue des Voleurs devoilée, contenant les moyens de se mettre en garde contre les Ruses des Filous. Paris. 1830 (?)

Histoire de Collet et de plusieurs autres Voleurs anciens et modernes, suivie d’un Dictionnaire Argot-Francais. Paris, 1849.

Macaroneana, ou Mélange de Littérature Macaronique des différents Peuples de l’Europe. Par Octave Delepierre. 1852.

Etudes de Philologie comparée sur l’Argot. Par Francisque Michel. Paris. 1856.

Dictionnaire d’Argot, ou Etudes de Philologie comparée sur l’Argot. Par Francisque Michel. Paris. 1856.

Le Dictionnaire des Précieuses. Par A. B. de Somaize. Nouvelle edition par Ch. L. Livet. 1856.

Récréations Philologiques. Par F. Génin. Paris. 1858.

Liber Vagatorum. Der Betler Orden. The Book of Vagabonds and Beggars, with a vocabulary of their Language. Now first translated into English, with Notes, by John Camden Hotten. 4to. London. 1859.—For an account of this work see Hotten’s Slang Dictionary.

Glossaire Erotique de la Langue Française. Par Louis de Landes. Bruxelles, 1861.

Curiosités de l’Etymologie française. Par Charles Nisard. Paris, 1863.

Vocabulaire des Houilleurs Liégois. Par S. Bormans. 1864.

Dictionnaire de la Langue Verte, par Alfred Delvau. Paris. Second edition, 1867.

Almanach de la Langue Verte pour l’année 1868, à l’usage des Bons Zigues.

Almanach Chantant. 1869.

Dictionnaire Historique, Etymologique, et Anecdotique de l’Argot Parisien. Par L. Larchey. Paris, 1872. (There have been several editions of this work).

De quelques Parisianismes populaires et autres Locutions. Par Charles Nisard. Paris, 1876.

Dictionnaire Historique l’Argot. Par Lorédan Larchey. Paris, 1880.

Dictionnaire d’Argot Moderne. Par Lucien Rigaud. Paris, 1881.

Dictionnaire de l’Argot des Typographes. Par Eugène Boutmy. Paris, 1883.

Dictionnaire de l’Argot Moderne. Par L. Rigaud. Paris, 1883.

Dictionnaire de la Langue Verte, par Delvau et Fustier.

The last and best edition, with a supplement, was published in Paris in 1883.

L’Argot des Nomades en Basse-Brétagne. Par N. Quellien. Paris, 1885.

L’Argot des Nomades de la Basse-Brétagne. Par N. Quellien. Paris, 1886.

La Langue Verte du Troupier. Par Léon Merlin. Paris, 1886.

Le Jargon, ou Langage de l’Argot reformé. Epinal. N.D.

Paris Voleur. Par Pierre Delcourt. Paris, 1887.

Dictionnaire Erotique Moderne. Par un Professeur de la langue Verte. (Alfred Delvau.)

Les Formules du Docteur Grégoire, Dictionnaire du Figaro. Par A. Decourcelle. Paris: J. Hetzel. No date.

An amusing satirical work, in which many humourous definitions are arranged in the form of a dictionary.

Histoire de la Prostitution, par Léo Taxil. Paris. N.D.

Argot and Slang; a new French and English Dictionary of the Cant Words, Quaint Expressions, Slang Terms and Flash Phrases used in old and new Paris. By A. Barrère. London. Privately printed at the Chiswick Press, by C. Whittingham and Co. 1887.

This splendid work contains historical notices of the various canting languages, a number of songs both in French and English slang, and a French translation of the Rev. J. W. Horsley’s Autobiography of a Thief in Thieves’ Language.

M. Barrère gives a long list of the works he has consulted, and in the body of his book brief extracts are given to show the application and contexts of the examples.

Books on foreign slang are very numerous. Besides those already mentioned the following are well known:—“Le Jargon, ou Langage de l’Argot reformé,” &c. (à Troyés), par Yves Girardin, 1660; another by Antoine Dubois, 1680; “Le Jargon ou Langage de l’Argot reformé, pour l’instruction des bons Grivois,” &c., à Lavergne, chex Mezière, Babillandier du Grand Coëre, 1848; “Le Jargon de l’Argot,” par Techener (several editions).

Alfred Delvau published his “Dictionnaire de la Langue Verte, Argots Parisiens comparés,” in 1866, and a second edition in 1867. A third “augmentée d’un supplément par G. Fustier” appeared in 1883. The same author published the “Dictionnaire Erotique Moderne” in 1864. Other editions followed in 1874 and 1875.

Lorédan Larchey wrote “Les Excentricités de la Langue Française” in 1860; the fourth edition appeared in 1862. In 1872 the title was changed to “Dictionnaire Historique Etymologique et Anecdotique de l’Argot Parisien. Sixième Edition des Excentricités du Langage mise à la hauteur des Revolutions du Jour.” In 1880 the eighth edition was called “Dictionnaire Historique d’Argot”; and a supplement appeared in 1883.

It has not been attempted here to give more than a brief bibliography of the principal French works treating of Argot in an explanatory, or historical manner.

Those who wish to pursue the subject further, and to study examples, must consult the old poems of Maitre Francois Villon and Molière, and the writings of Rabelais, Beaumarchais, Eugene Sue, Victor Hugo, Emile Zola, Champfleury, Honoré de Balzac, Pierre de Brantôme, Alphonse Daudet, Emile Gaboriau, Charles Nodier, Jean Richepin, and the classical Memoires de Monsieur Vidocq.

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CROSS READINGS.

A Letter of Recommendation from Cardinal Richelieu.

Mr. Campoa, Savoyard and Friar, of the holy order of St. Bennet,

is to be the bearer to you of some news from me, by means of

this letter; he is one of the most discreet, wise, and least

vicious persons that I ever yet knew, amongst all I have conversed with

and hath earnestly desired me to write to you in his favour, and

to give him a letter for you of credence in his behalf and my

recommendation, which to his merit (I assure you) rather than his

importunity, I have granted; for he deserves greatly your esteem, and

I should be sorry you should be backward to oblige him by being

mistaken in not knowing him, I should be concern’d if you were

as very many others have been already upon that account,

who are of my best friends. Hence, and for no other motive,

I am desirous to advertise you that you are obliged for my sake

to take especial notice of him, to pay him all possible respect,

and to say nothing before him that may offend or displease him

in any sort; for I may truly say, he is a worthy man, and

assure you, there can’t be a more convincing argument of an

unworthy person in the world, than to be able to injure him.

I am sure, that as soon as you cease being a stranger to his virtue, &

have any acquaintance with him, you will love him as well as I, and

I shall receive thanks for the advice. The assurance I have of your

Civility hindereth me to write farther of him to you, or to say

any more on the subject.

An invention of the like kind is the Jesuits Double-faced Creed, which was published in the history of Popery, 1679, and which, according to the different readings, may suit either Papist or Protestant.

The Jesuits Double-Faced Creed.

I hold for faith What England’s church allows,

What Rome’s church saith My conscience disavows.

Where the king is head The flock can take no shame,

The flock’s misled Who hold the pope supreme.

Where the altar’s drest The worship’s scarce divine,

The people’s blest Whose table’s bread and wine.

He’s but an ass Who their communion flies,

Who shuns the mass Is catholic and wise.

In Latin.

Pro fide teneo sana Quae docet Anglicana

Affirmat quae Romana Videnter mihi vana,

Supremus quando rex est Tum plebs est fortunata,

Erraticus tum Grex est Cum caput fiat papa,

Altare cum ornatur Communio fit inanis,

Populus tum beatur Cum mensa vino panis,

Asini nomen meruit Hunc morem qui non capit,

Missam qui deseruit Catholicus est et sapit.

The following lines were found in the pocket of the Marquis of Tullabardine on his death in July, 1746. Read across, the cause of the Stuart family is advocated, whilst that of the Hanoverians is pleaded if the short lines are read straight down.

I love wᵗʰ all my Heart The Stuart’s party Here

The Hanoverian part Most hateful doth appear

And for the Settlement I ever have denied

My Conscience gives Consent To be on Jemmy’s side

Most righteous is the Cause To be for such a King

To fight for George’s Laws Will Britain ruin bring

This is my Mind and Heart In this Opinion I

Tho’ none shoᵈ take my part Resolve to live and die.

Two Views of Married Life.

The first view is attained by reading the verses as they are printed, the second view appears by reading the lines alternately, the first and third, then the second and fourth.

That man must lead a happy life Who is directed by a wife; Who’s freed from matrimonial claims, Is sure to suffer for his pains. Adam could find no solid peace Till he beheld a woman’s face; When Eve was given for a mate, Adam was in a happy state. In all the female race appear Truth, darling of a heart sincere; Hypocrisy, deceit, and pride, In woman never did reside. What tongue is able to unfold The worth in woman we behold? The failings that in woman dwell Are almost imperceptible. Confusion take the men, I say, Who no regard to women pay; Who make the women their delight Keep always reason in their sight.

A mangled and spoilt version of this very old poem was recently given in The Sporting Times, (September 4, 1889), as original matter.

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Autumn. The melancholy days have come, The saddest of the year; Too warm, alas! for whiskey punch, Too cold for lager beer.

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Religious and Political Parodies.

Those parodies which deal with Religious and Political questions are alike in that they are both of great antiquity, and that, no matter how harmless they may be, they are sure to displease a certain proportion of their readers. Thus the parodies that were published by William Hone were both religious and political, and they gave great offence to the supporters of the government of his day, yet any history of English parody that should omit the parodies which gave rise to his three trials would be ridiculously incomplete. It is difficult to adequately treat of the topic without appearing to ridicule that which to many appears too solemn for burlesque.

But in the following pages a broad distinction has been drawn, those Parodies only have been admitted which, whilst imitating the form or language of portions of the liturgy, have no tendency to ridicule religion in itself, nor to burlesque any of its dogmas. It should be remembered that much of the phraseology we associate with the Liturgy is simply old fashioned English, such as was in common use at the time the Scriptures were translated into English, and when the services of the Church of England were first compiled. There can therefore be nothing impious in applying similar language to other subjects, and many eminent churchmen have used the liturgical forms of expression in answering and ridiculing the arguments of their opponents.

There would be little difficulty in showing that in the matter of Parodies no one creed has been less considerate of their neighbours religious opinions than the Protestants, and that, from the days of Luther, the Reformers have left no weapon unemployed which could, in their opinion, do injury to the older form of Catholicism.

When that pattern of filial devotion, Mary the Second, came over with her husband to dispossess her father of his kingdom, we read that he who, with all his faults, had been a kind father, exclaimed “Heaven help me, since even my own children desert me!” It was in the name of holy Religion that James the Second was banished from this country, and his enemies, to show how truly christianlike they were, addressed the following poem to his daughter. In this, not content with burlesquing one of the most beautiful portions of the Catholic Church service, they compare this Mary, descended from the Stuarts, with the Virgin Mary.

THE Protestants Ave Mary, on the Arrival of Her most Gracious Majesty, MARY, Queen of England.

Hail all that’s Great or Good! and let the Hail O’erspread Three Kingdoms, and like Truth prevail: Hail Mary! ’twas of old the Voice of Heaven; Nor are we mortals of our share bereaven. Hail Mary full of Grace! speaks yet more clear, Since ev’ry Virtue is Constellate here. And all the Graces so entirely meet, That nothing less could such a Princess greet. Nor rest we here: The Lord is with thee too: Or thy Great Lord could ne’er such Wonders do. Wonders! may well th’ alarum’d World surprise; It was of God, and Marvellous in our Eyes! Wonders! as put its Motion to a stand, And not His Finger speaks, but Mighty Hand. Advance yet higher, and pursue the Hind; Blessed art thou amongst all Womankind: Since thou com’st cloath’d with Innocence and Peace, And brings’t the Charms, to make our Tempests cease: Since by thy virtues we shall now Retrieve Our gasping Laws, and gain them a Reprieve. Thy William’s maintain’d Ray will restore, England the lustre it enjoy’d before; Our shatter’d Liberties and Laws maintain, And calmly anchor Church and State again. But oh! We grieve, that yet, we can’t apply, The last Division of that Rosary. We Wish, we Hope, we Pray, and will Pray on, Till we have gain’d Heaven’s Favour in a Son: That then we may the whole Salute repeat, And make our Joys, as well as that Compleat. Ye Miter’d Heads assist, call to Assize Your strongest zeals, and with them storm the Skies; We know, that fervent Prayer did never fail, And let Rome know such Hereticks can prevail, And with a Holy Violence pluck down, A real Issue to support the Crown, Whilst their addresses to Loretto made, Did only gain a Son in Masquerade. Thus we, to our Great Mary, pay our Hails, With Hearts as full, and swelling as her Sails; Thanks Winds, and Seas, and Ships, that wafted o’er, Our Blessed Lady to the British Shore. But above all, thanks be to Heaven alone, That led Her from a State, unto a Throne; Where She will hold (guided by th’ Hand of God.) The Dovelike Sceptre not an Iron Rod: So our late model, she may them Reform; And with true English interest perform, What James first promis’d; and advance our Glory, Beyond the Limits of Ancestral Story; For what can’t England do, would she awake, Give Laws to Europe, and make Empires shake. Keep Mistress of the Undisputed Maine, And hold the Balance Just, ’twixt France and Spain; And once more make her useless Cannons Roar, Through both the Indies, and bring back their ore. Search out new World, and Conquer old Ones too, Bomb Mexico, and subjugate Peru: Beard the proud Sophy, and the Grand Mogul, These are the Rays would make thy Glory full. Such mighty Acts, would make a Perfect Reign, And our Great William Conquerour again. * * * * * Then visit Monsieur with United Powers, See Paris too, and humble her high Towers; Storm the Bastile, possess the Louvre too; What can’t Great William and Bright Mary do! Thus may’st thou Conquer, and Amen all say, Thus may’st thou reign, while we our Homage pay, And make thy entry, our Great Lady-Day.

This poem is dated “London, 1689. Printed for R. Baldin near the Black-Bull in the Old Baily.”

289 An even earlier Parody, having a religious motive, may be found in “The Temple. Sacred Poems by Mr. George Herbert.” First printed at Cambridge in 1633, it is entitled

A Parodie. Souls joy, when thou art gone, And I alone, Which cannot be, Because thou dost abide with me, And I depend on thee; Yet when thou dost suppresse The cheerfulnesse Of thy abode, And in my powers not stirre abroad, But leave me to my load: O what a damp and shade Doth me invade! No stormie night Can so afflict or so affright, As thy eclipsed light. * * * * *

The Parody of Scripture may be raised above mere travesty by a vein of earnestness in the motive. Luther intended no violence to the first Psalm when he thus parodied it:—

“Blessed is the man that hath not walked in the way of the Sacramentarians, nor sat in the seat of the Zuringlians, nor followed in the Council of the Zurichers.”

The same may be said of Dr. Norman Macleod’s parody of the first chapter of Genesis:—

“Perhaps the men of science would do well, in accordance with the latest scientific results, and especially the ‘meteoric theory’ to re-write the first chapter of Genesis in this way:—

1. The earth was without form and void.

2. A meteor fell upon the earth.

3. The result was fish, flesh, and fowl.

4. From these proceeded the British Association.

5. And the British Association pronounced it tolerably good.”

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William Hone’s Three Trials.

In the year 1817 William Hone, a printer and publisher in the Old Bailey, London, was prosecuted by the Government for having printed and published three parodies, the first was John Wilkes’s Catechism of a Ministerial Member, the second was The Political Litany, and the third was The Sinecurist’s Creed.

The first trial was held in the Guildhall, on December 17, 1817, before Mr. Justice Abbott and a Special Jury; the second, also in the Guildhall, on December 19, 1817, before Lord Ellenborough and a Special Jury, and the third in the same place and before the same judge, on December 20, 1817.

In each case all the influence of Court and Government was brought to bear against Mr. Hone, the Attorney-General prosecuted, and the judges were distinctly adverse to the defendant. Notwithstanding all this, and that Mr. Hone, who defended himself without legal assistance, was in feeble health, in each case the Juries returned a verdict of Not Guilty, and their decisions were received with delight and applause by the London populace.

Mr. Hone, in his defence, contended that the parodies were harmless in themselves, were not intended to ridicule religion or the scriptures, and were written for purely political motives. He further contended, and indeed, proved by extracts, that parodies of a far more objectionable character than his were daily published without let or hindrance, provided that they were in favour of the Government, or written to abuse its opponents.

Directly after the trials Hone published a full account of them, with his defences, and a quantity of entertaining reading on the subject of religious and political parodies. This book had an enormous sale, it has also been recently reprinted by the Freethought Publishing Company, so that copies of it can readily be obtained.

It will therefore suffice to give only the parodies themselves here, without the evidence and speeches of the trials.

John Wilkes’s Catechism.

The late John Wilkes’s Catechism of a Ministerial Member; taken from an Original Manuscript in Mr. Wilkes’s Handwriting, never before printed,[339] and adapted to the Present Occasion. With permission.

London: Printed for one of the Candidates for the Office of Printer to the King’s Most Excellent Majesty, and Sold by William Hone, 55, Fleet Street, and 67, Old Bailey. Three Doors from Ludgate Hill. 1817. Price Two-pence.

A Catechism, that is to say, An Instruction, to be learned of every person before he be brought to be confirmed a Placeman or Pensioner by the Minister.

Question. What is your name?

Answer. Lick Spittle.

Q. Who gave you this name?

A. My Sureties to the Ministry, in my Political Change, wherein I was made a Member of the Majority, the Child of Corruption, and a Locust to devour the good Things of this Kingdom.

Q. What did your Sureties then for you?

A. They did promise and vow three things in my Name. First, that I should renounce the Reformists and all their Works, the pomps and vanity of Popular Favour, and all the sinful lusts of Independence. Secondly, that I should believe all the Articles of the Court Faith. And thirdly, that I should keep the Minister’s sole Will and Commandments, and walk in the same, all the days of my life.

Q. Dost thou not think that thou art bound to believe and to do as they have promised for thee?

A. Yes, verily, and for my own sake, so I will; and I heartily thank our heaven-born Ministry, that they have called me to this state of elevation, through my own flattery, cringing, and bribery; and I shall pray to their successors to give me their assistance, that I may continue the same unto my life’s end.

Q. Rehearse the Articles of thy Belief.

A. I believe in George, the Regent Almighty, Maker of New Streets, and Knights of the Bath,

And in the present Ministry, his only choice, who were conceived of Toryism, brought forth of William Pitt, suffered loss of Place under Charles James Fox, were execrated, dead, and buried. In a few months they rose again from their minority; they re-ascended to the Treasury 290 benches, and sit at the right hand of a little man with a large wig; from whence they laugh at the Petitions of the People who may pray for Reform, and that the sweat of their brow may procure them Bread.

I believe that King James the Second was a legitimate Sovereign, and that King William the Third was not; that the Pretender was of the right line; and that George the Third’s grandfather was not; that the dynasty of Bourbon is immortal! and that the glass in the eye of Lord James Murray was not Betty Martin. I believe in the immaculate purity of the Committee of Finance, in the independence of the Committee of Secresy, and that the Pitt System is everlasting, Amen.

Q. What dost thou chiefly learn in these Articles of thy Belief?

A. First, I learn to forswear all conscience, which was never meant to trouble me, nor the rest of the tribe of Courtiers. Secondly, to swear black is white, or white black, according to the good pleasure of the Ministers. Thirdly, to put on the helmet of Impudence, the only armour against the shafts of Patriotism.

Q. You said that your Sureties did promise for you, that you should keep the Minister’s Commandments: tell me how many there be?

A. Ten.

Q. Which be they?

A. The same to which the Minister for the time being always obliges all his creatures to swear, I, the Minister, am the Lord thy liege, who brought thee out of Want and Beggary, into the House of Commons.

I. Thou shalt have no other Patron but me.

II. Thou shalt not support any measure but mine, nor shalt thou frame clauses of any bill in its progress to the House above, or in the Committee beneath, or when the mace is under the table, except it be mine. Thou shalt not bow to Lord Cochrane, nor shake hands with him, nor any other of my real opponents; for I thy Lord am a jealous Minister, and forbid familiarity of the Majority, with the Friends of the People, unto the third and fourth cousins of them that divide against me; and give places, and thousands and tens of thousands, to them that divide with me, and keep my Commandments.

III. Thou shalt not take the Pension of thy Lord the Minister in vain; for I the Minister will force him to accept the Chilterns that taketh my Pension in vain.

IV. Remember that thou attend the Minister’s Levee day; on other days thou shalt speak for him in the House, and fetch and carry, and do all that he commandeth thee to do; but the Levee day is for the glorification of the Minister thy Lord: In it thou shalt do no work in the House, but shalt wait upon him, thou, and thy daughter, and thy wife, and the Members that are within his influence; for on other days the Minister is inaccessible, but delighteth in the Levee day; wherefore the Minister appointed the Levee day, and chatteth thereon familiarly, and is amused with it.

V. Honour the Regent and the helmets of the Life Guards, that thy stay may be long in the Place, which the Lord thy Minister giveth thee.

VI. Thou shalt not call starving to death murder.

VII. Thou shalt not call Royal gallivanting adultery.

VIII. Thou shalt not say, that to rob the Public is to steal.

IX. Thou shalt bear false witness against the people.

X. Thou shalt not covet the People’s applause, thou shalt not covet the People’s praise, nor their good name, nor their esteem, nor their reverence, nor any reward that is theirs.

Q. What dost thou chiefly learn by these Commandments?

A. I learn two things—my duty towards the Minister, and my duty towards myself.

Q. What is thy duty towards the Minister?

A. My duty towards the Minister is, to trust him as much as I can; to fear him; to honour him with all my words, with all my bows, with all my scrapes, and all my cringes; to flatter him; to give him thanks; to give up my whole soul to him; to idolize his name, and obey his word; and serve him blindly all the days of his political life.

Q. What is thy duty towards thyself?

A. My duty towards myself is to love nobody but myself, and to do unto most men what I would not that they should do unto me; to sacrifice unto my own interest even my father and mother; to pay little reverence to the King, but to compensate that omission by my servility to all that are put in authority under him; to lick the dust under the feet of my superiors, and to shake a rod of iron over the backs of my inferiors; to spare the People by neither word nor deed; to observe neither truth nor justice in my dealings with them; to bear them malice and hatred in my heart; and where their wives and properties are concerned, to keep my body neither in temperance, soberness, nor chastity, but to give my hands to picking and stealing, and my tongue to evil speaking and lying, and slander of their efforts to defend their liberties and recover their rights; never failing to envy their privileges, and to learn to get the Pensions of myself and my colleagues out of the People’s labour, and to do my duty in that department of public plunder unto which it shall please the Minister to call me.

Q. My good Courtier, know this, that thou art not able of thyself to preserve the Minister’s favour, nor to walk in his Commandments, nor to serve him, without his special protection; which thou must at all times learn to obtain by diligent application. Let me hear, therefore, if thou canst rehearse the Minister’s Memorial.

Answer.

Our Lord who art in the Treasury, whatsoever be thy name, thy power be prolonged, thy will be done throughout the empire, as it is in each session. Give us our usual sops, and forgive us our occasional absences on divisions; as we promise not to forgive them that divide against thee. Turn us not out of our places; but keep us in the House of Commons, the land of Pensions and Plenty; and deliver us from the People. Amen.

Q. What desirest thou of the Minister in this Memorial?

A. I desire the Minister, our Patron, who is the disposer of the Nation’s overstrained Taxation, to give his protection unto me and to all Pensioners and Placemen, that we may vote for him, serve him, and obey him, as far as we find it convenient; and I beseech the Minister that he will give us all things that be needful, both for our reputation and appearance in the House and out of it; that he will be favourable to us, and forgive us our negligence; that it will please him to save and defend us, in all dangers of life and limb, from the People, our natural enemies; and that he will help us in fleecing and grinding them; and this I trust he will do out of care for himself, and our support of him through our corruption and influence; and therefore I say Amen. So be it.

291 Q. How many Tests hath the Minister ordained?

A. Two only, as generally necessary to elevation; (that is to say) Passive Obedience and Bribery.

Q. What meanest thou by this word Test?

A. I mean an outward visible sign of an inward intellectual meanness, ordained by the Minister himself as a pledge to assure him thereof.

Q. How many parts are there in this Test?

A. Two; the outward visible sign, and the intellectual meanness.

Q. What is the outward visible sign or form of Passive Obedience?

A. Dangling at the Minister’s heels, whereby the person is degraded beneath the baseness of a slave, in the character of a Pensioner, Placeman, Expectant Parasite, Toadeater, or Lord of the Bedchamber.

Q. What is the inward intellectual meanness?

A. A death unto Freedom, a subjection unto perpetual Thraldom; for being by nature born free, and the children of Independence, we are hereby made children of Slavery.

Q. What is required of persons submitting to the Test of Passive Obedience?

A. Apostacy, whereby they forsake Liberty; and faith, whereby they stedfastly believe the promises of the Minister, made to them upon submitting to that Test.

Q. Why was the Test of Bribery ordained?

A. For the continual support of the Minister’s influence, and the feeding of us, his needy creatures and sycophants.

Q. What is the outward part or sign in the Test of Bribery?

A. Bank notes, which the Minister hath commanded to be offered by his dependants.

Q. Why then are beggars submitted to this Test, when by reason of their poverty they are not able to go through the necessary forms?

A. Because they promise them by their Sureties; which promise, when they come to lucrative offices, they themselves are bound to perform.

Notes in this chapter

Note 1 · The Devil take.Note 2 · The beadle or constable.Note 3 · Beg Bread.Note 4 · Porridge.Note 5 · The day.Note 6 · Legs in the stocks.Note 7 · Break into a house.Note 8 · Get a whipping.Note 9 · Rob a beer shop.Note 10 · Cut a purse.Note 11 · Force a lock.Note 12 · Magistrate.Note 13 · Fetters.Note 14 · Hang on the gallows in the daylight.Note 15 · To go.Note 16 · Good, or well.Note 17 · Women.Note 18 · To look out.Note 19 · Goods.Note 20 · Lost.Note 21 · A good fellow.Note 22 · Money.Note 23 · A buxom wench.Note 24 · Suited me very well.Note 25 · To cover or conceal.Note 26 · Steal.Note 27 · To tell lies cleverly.Note 28 · A penny.Note 29 · The country.Note 30 · The house being alarmed.Note 31 · To hide in the woods.Note 32 · Thieves receiving house.Note 33 · Bacon.Note 34 · A beadle or Watchman.Note 35 · Do not brag of your booty.Note 36 · To rogues that are base.Note 37 · The girl on the look out.Note 38 · A counterfeit license.Note 39 · To beg.Note 40 · To break into each house.Note 41 · The man must run.Note 42 · Through hedge, ditch and field.Note 43 · Base fetters give the man his deserts.Note 44 · The jail.Note 45 · May the Devil take.Note 46 · Justice of the Peace.Note 47 · Drink, wench, and beershop, then good night.Note 48 · To hang on the gallows.Note 49 · By rogues betrayed.Note 50 · Long-home.Note 51 · London.Note 52 · Horse stealers.Note 53 · Carriage and Wagon pilferers, and Trunk lifters.Note 54 · Fancy man, sweetheart.Note 55 · Prisons.Note 56 · Handcuffs.Note 57 · A fool easily cheated by a woman.Note 58 · Refreshments.Note 59 · A ring, a watch, and a pair of pistols.Note 60 · Gin shops.Note 61 · Women and girls.Note 62 · Beggars with sham wooden legs, etc.Note 63 · To see you.Note 64 · Hats or caps.Note 65 · Beggars’ holiday.Note 66 · Constables.Note 67 · Justice of the Peace.Note 68 · Tramp.Note 69 · Head of a gang.Note 70 · Poultry thief.Note 71 · Horse stealer.Note 72 · Beggar.Note 73 · Avoid.Note 74 · One who sneaks into a house at dusk to admit his companions later on.Note 75 · Takes us to goal.Note 76 · Half-pennies.Note 77 · Rob him of his money.Note 78 · To spend his shilling.Note 79 · To treat the other prisoners.Note 80 · Girl.Note 81 · Hanging place.Note 82 · Knife.Note 83 · The moon.Note 84 · Light.Note 85 · Highwayman.Note 86 · “Cherry-coloured—black; there being black cherries as well as red.”—Grose.Note 87 · Sword.Note 88 · Pistols.Note 89 · Highway-robbery.Note 90 · Pocket-book.Note 91 · Money.Note 92 · Bullets.Note 93 · The gallows.Note 94 · Ditto.Note 95 · Money.Note 96 · Man.Note 97 · Stripped.Note 98 · Fellow.Note 99 · A particular kind of pugilistic punishment.Note 100 · Kept an eye upon the other.Note 101 · Hands.Note 102 · Deceive them.Note 103 · Dyot Street, St. Giles’s, afterwards called George Street, Bloomsbury, was a well-known Rookery, where thieves, and other gentry, could obtaNote 104 · Beggars.Note 105 · A footman to hackney coaches, to water the horses, etc.Note 106 · To pick a pocket.Note 107 · To lay hold of notes or money.Note 108 · Steal handkerchiefs dexterously.Note 109 · Steal a watch.Note 110 · Pocket the chain and seals.Note 111 · Search for a pouch or pocket-book.Note 112 · Pocket-books are also called readers.Note 113 · An intended robbery.Note 114 · My hand is skilful.Note 115 · A disorderly vagabond.Note 116 · The lock-up.Note 117 · Gaoler.Note 118 · Running away.Note 119 · Frolicsome.Note 120 · An expert pickpocket.Note 121 · Night.Note 122 · Not to commit any offence punishable with death.Note 123 · The fine payable on capital conviction.Note 124 · Transported.Note 125 · Hanged.Note 126 · House-breaker.Note 127 · Highwayman.Note 128 · Pawned their clothes.Note 129 · The rope.Note 130 · Pocket handkerchief.Note 131 · Candles.Note 132 · Break your head.Note 133 · Neck.Note 134 · On the tapis (carpet).Note 135 · Regular nonsense.Note 136 · Talking.Note 137 · Walking.Note 138 · Eating and drinking.Note 139 · A sovereign.Note 140 · Look out, be on your guard.Note 141 · The gallows.Note 142 · A Foot pad.Note 143 · A Burglar.Note 144 · A Window thief.Note 145 · Steal the valuables.Note 146 · A pickpocket.Note 147 · A silly fop.Note 148 · A sneaking thief.Note 149 · One whose duty it is to hustle a person, whilst another robs him.Note 150 · A country man.Note 151 · One who hooks goods out of shop doors, and windows.Note 152 · A publichouse thief.Note 153 · A well-dressed sharper who performs the confidence trick, etc.Note 154 · A good-natured fool.Note 155 · Money.Note 156 · A wench.Note 157 · An easy dupe.Note 158 · Something dropped in the street as a lure.Note 159 · One caught in the act of stealing is considered a poor hand by his pals.Note 160 · A cow stealer.Note 161 · A child stealer.Note 162 · A poultry stealer.Note 163 · Members of the Canting Crew.Note 164 · and [311] Night and Day.Note 165 · See.Note 166 · My Girl.Note 167 · Return.Note 168 · Eyes.Note 169 · Strolling mock priest.Note 170 · Ducks and geese.Note 171 · Hang.Note 172 · Never “peach” or confess.Note 173 · Neck.Note 174 · Thieving business.Note 175 · A girl.Note 176 · Spoke flash.Note 177 · Drink and food.Note 178 · Beer.Note 179 · Thieving way.Note 180 · Bed.Note 181 · Nose.Note 182 · Pockets.Note 183 · Fingers.Note 184 · Sovereigns.Note 185 · Seals.Note 186 · The parson at Newgate.Note 187 · Saying prayers.Note 188 · Pickpockets.Note 189 · Morning work at thieving.Note 190 · A proof with many errors in it.Note 191 · When any words have erroneously been set up twice.Note 192 · This was an error, as the Catechism had previously appeared in a daily paper.
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