The Songs, &c. in the Cabinet of fancy: or evening exhibition As it is performed at the Theatre-Royal in the Hay-market [by G. A. Stevens] |
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[And I pronounce to-night I will dance a cowtillun]
JOAN.And I pronounce to-night I will dance a cowtillun,
With Deputy Dripping's son, 'Squire Muck Millon;
Tho' I vow I'm so fluster'd, I'm ready to faint,
And, bless me! I have not yet put on my paint.
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Paint, Joan! no, in that name you are wrong;
'Tis not paint, for 'tis rouge—that is the ton.
JOAN.
Much better than you sure, fine language I knows.
At boarding-school bred up, my impertinent spouse!
I'm a fine lady to grace the Pantheon.
PUNCH.
Yes, you're a fine lady—where owls set the fashion.
JOAN.
—Punch! don't put me in a passion,
For tho'f you're my husband, and husbands you know,
Like cyphers on coaches, are worn but for shew.
I am your wife, and a wife you shan't snub;
I scorn to call names, Punch, but you're a scrub.
I'll shew you—
PUNCH.
Ay do—
JOAN.
You're a wretch and a Tony.
PUNCH.
'Pon honour now I'm a true macaroni.
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I marry'd your mistress for better for worse;
But I swear from that day, ev'n unto this minute,
'Tis all worse and worse, and there's no better in it.
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