Scripscrapologia or, Collins's Doggerel Dish Of All Sorts. Consisting of Songs Adapted to familiar Tunes, And which may be sung without the Chaunterpipe of an Italian Warbler, or the ravishing Accompaniments of Tweedle-Dum or Tweedle-Dee. Particularly those which have been most applauded in the author's once popular performance, call'd, The Brush. The Gallimaufry garnished with a variety of comic tales, quaint epigrams, whimsical epitaphs, &c. &c. [by John Collins] |
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PARONOMASIA POETICA,
ON TIPPOO THE LATE SULTAN OF MYSORE.
Tippoo, while Sword in Blood he dipt,
Nor priz'd it more than Water,
His Arrows, too, with Poison Tipt,
And made a Poo at Slaughter.
Nor priz'd it more than Water,
His Arrows, too, with Poison Tipt,
And made a Poo at Slaughter.
When Fortune, Tipping him the Wink,
Like Trull in Tippling Shop,
Said, “Half Way up my Wheel—dont shrink,
“But mount its high Tip Top!
Like Trull in Tippling Shop,
Said, “Half Way up my Wheel—dont shrink,
“But mount its high Tip Top!
“For lo! It now stands still for Thee,
“So to its Summit straddle;
“And then the Tippey shalt thou be,
“Or otherwise the Twaddle.”
“So to its Summit straddle;
“And then the Tippey shalt thou be,
“Or otherwise the Twaddle.”
When TIPPOO Tipt the Dame a Squeeze,
And Tipt her next his Daddle,
Saying, “The Tippey, if you please,
“But—D---mme—not the Twaddle.”
And Tipt her next his Daddle,
Saying, “The Tippey, if you please,
“But—D---mme—not the Twaddle.”
Then down he sat, as Fame reports,
And Tippl'd with the Gipsey;
Till Fortune, in her wanton Sports,
Made foolish TIPPOO Tipsey.
And Tippl'd with the Gipsey;
Till Fortune, in her wanton Sports,
Made foolish TIPPOO Tipsey.
With Spirits, then, on Tiptoe, He
Went forth at Foes to laugh;
And TIPPOO made a Poo;—d'ye see?
At Death, that grim Tip-staff.
Went forth at Foes to laugh;
And TIPPOO made a Poo;—d'ye see?
At Death, that grim Tip-staff.
When She, who late had Tipt him Smiles,
Now Tipt the Fool a Frown;
And while he curs'd the Harlot's Wiles,
Grim Death Tipt TIPPOO down!
Now Tipt the Fool a Frown;
And while he curs'd the Harlot's Wiles,
Grim Death Tipt TIPPOO down!
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