The songs of Joseph Mather

An alderman for satan's use,
In Tophet slipt the cable,
In order Garbut to reduce,
But he will not be able.
Though Sambourne, Wilkinson, and Shaw,
That base militia sergeant,
Ticktack and Bedford joins the cause,
And Fish, the devil's agent.

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Then butcher's boys
Let's all arise,
And drive that ruffin quick back,
And all that join
That blaek design,
With Fish and Tommy Ticktack.

See Garbut, like a busy bee.
Improve each shining moment,
And seeks his bread from sea to sea,
Which well deserves a comment.
Whilst idle drones stay in the hive,
Extort from friend and stranger,
Conspire against him and contrive
Because their craft's in danger.

Behold that black insulting crew,
Who wish to pass for gentry,
Has purchas'd waster goods, in view
To take in all the country.

Such trumpery was never bought,
They scarce will hing together,
For which these rascals should be caught,
And flogged like Fish's father.

This combin'd herd on market days,
When Garbut mounts the rostrum,
With grudging hearts upon him gaze,
And sigh for want of custom;
They curse him in his hairy dress,
Although a man deserving,
His efforts meet with great success,
Whilst sneaking dogs are starving.

Rooker in opposition stands,
With Gay in borrow'd habit,
Worse ne'er escap'd the hangman's hands,
Nor scarce disgrac'd a gibbet.
Those blacks are held in utmost scorn,
'Midst thousands of beholders,
Whilst Garbut through the streets is borne
In triumph on men's shoulders.

May that infernal dog of hell,
Now absent from his region,
Soon re-possess his native cell,
And take with him a legion;
Such as conspire to starve the poor,
Of every rank and station,
Likewise each rogue and private whore
That formed this combination.

Then butchers' boys, &c.

University of Virginia Library

Song XX. FISH AND TOMMY TICKTACK.

CHORUS.