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The Twickenham Hotch-Potch

For the Use of the Rev. Dr. Swift, Alexander Pope, Esq.; and Company. Being a sequel to the Beggars Opera, &c. Containing, I. The State of Poetry, and Fate of Poets, in the Reign of King Charles IId. II. Seriousities and Comicalities, by Peter Henning, a Dutchman. III. Two Dozen of Infallible Maxims, for Court and City. IV. The Present War among Authors, viz. Swift, Pope, Theobald, Rolli, Voltaire, Parson B---dy, and Mr. Ozell. V. The Rival Actresses, viz. Mrs. O---d, Mrs. P---r, Mrs. B---h, Miss Y---ger and Miss Polly Peachum. VI. A Poetical Catalogue of Polly Peachum's Gallants. VII. An Epistle from Signora F---na to a Lady. VIII. A True Copy of Polly Peachum's Opera. Also, her Panegyrick. Written by Caleb D'Anvers [i.e. Nicholas Amhurst]

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Another, New BALLAD. Inscribed to Mr. Peachum, AND Captain Macheath, &c.
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Another, New BALLAD. Inscribed to Mr. Peachum, AND Captain Macheath, &c.

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To the Tune of, Green Sleeves, alias Upon Tyburn Tree.

Macheath having bold Comrades in Sholes,
And most of them being poor easy Fools;
I'd have 'em take Care, he don't make them his Tools,
Upon Tyburn Tree.
If Peachum he once can get in the Mind,
(For Roguery, you know, he's alway inclined)
They'll tuck up the whole Gang, and think it kind,
Upon Tyburn Tree.

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As for Matters which relate unto Proof,
Macheath will be Witness to cut them off,
And between 'em both they'll exalt them aloft
Upon Tyburn Tree.
But why should they their Friends thus deceive,
And say what they will, these Tools them believe,
Till at length, when too late, we shall see 'em grieve,
When at Tyburn Tree.
At their Tryals, such Words from their Mouths will allay,
That will give the poor Gentlemen Cause to curse the Day,
When they first got acquainted with Macheath or Gay,
Or knew Tyburn Tree.
Then quit their Company, e'er it be too late,
Lest you should meet with a deserved Fate,
And for an Hour should hang up in State,
Upon Tyburn Tree.

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Tho' if you should let them know your Design,
Of leaving their wicked Gang in good Time;
Their Minds to hang you, (will certainly incline,)
Upon Tyburn Tree.
So since they have brought you into the Snare;
Advice in that kind will be never the near,
You should your selves have taken more Care
Of that Tyburn Tree.