Note 141 — Chapter I

“On the Champion’s quitting his trade of coal-merchant for that of victualler, at the sign of the King’s Arms.

“Black Diamonds adieu! Tom’s now took to the bar,

The fancy to serve with new charms—

For a ‘chop’ or a glass, to mill or to spar,

They’ll be at home to a peg at the Arms!

The lovers of truth, without crime, may here fib,

On the pleasures of sporting can sing;

Then ye swells give a turn to gallant Tom Cribb,

That he may ne’er quit the ‘Arms of his King.’”