Musa Pedestris - Three Centuries of Canting Songs - and Slang Rhymes [1536 - 1896] by John S. Farmer
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If the master be nabbed, then the bulk he is sick,
The ninth is an angler, to lift up a grate [13] If he sees but the lurry his hooks he will bait. Toure you well, etc. IV The tenth is a shop-lift that carries a Bob, When he ranges the city, the shops for to rob. The eleventh a bubber, much used of late; Who goes to the ale house, and steals all their plate, The twelfth is a beau-trap, if a cull he does meet He nips all his cole, and turns him into the street. Toure you well, etc. V The thirteenth a famble, false rings for to sell, [17] When a mob, he has bit his cole he will tell; The fourteenth a gamester, if he sees the cull sweet [18] He presently drops down a cog in the street; [19] The fifteenth a prancer, whose courage is small, [20] If they catch him horse-coursing, he's nooz'd once for all. [21] Toure you well, etc. VI The sixteenth a sheep-napper, whose trade is so deep, [22] If he's caught in the corn, he's marked for a sheep [23] The seventeenth a dunaker, that stoutly makes vows, [24] |
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