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Scen. 2.
Enter a Regiment of Trapanners and Tar-paulins, with Drum and Colours: gallantly marching in their victorious Return and prosperous success from Tunis.1. Offic.
Sa, sa.
2. Offic.
Ran, tan.
Tara-tantara—thus far from the Isle of Canary.
Is not this better my Boyes, then Trapanning an old
Drolling Fryer for a sequestred Bond?—Hey Boyes,
here be those Indian Ratts, that cant and chirp in my Pocket;
as if after a long Apprenticeship, they
He shakes his Pocket.
sought to be made Freemen. But I must
not yet inlarge them.
2. Offic.
O ye pittiful Simpletons, who spend your days
in throwing Cudgels at Jack a Lents or Shrove-Cocks.
3. Offic.
Nay, in making Gooselings in Embers: and
starting as if they were Planet-struck at the weak report
of a Pot-gun.
1. Offic.
My wish shall be for all that Puny-pen feather'd
Ayry of Buzardisme and Stanielry:
“May live at home, but ne're finde one to give them Cloathes or Meat.
Lansprade.
Come along Wags, let's in a frolick way
march to our old Friends in new Suits: and reserve a scrude
look for a three penny Ordinary.
2. Offic.
Along, along.—But utter not too much language,
honest pockets; till a Question be askt you.
He shakes his Pocket.
All.
Hey for a Fee-Farm Rent in Tunis!
(Exeunt capering.
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