Note 33 — PATRICIANS AND PLEBEIANS.

I recollect an example of those good-humoured madrigals. A poet, called Daniel Bran, sang a stanza aloud, as he himself lay sprawling on the grass, after having been knocked down with a loaded whip, and ridden over, by old Squire Flood, who showed no mercy in the “execution of his duty.”

“There was Despard so brave, (a soldier)

And that son of the wave, (a sailor)

And Tom Conway, the pride of the bower; (a farmer)

But noble Squire Flood

Swore, G—d d—n his blood!

But he’d drown them all in the Delower.”