Mirth and Metre consisting of Poems, Serious, Humorous, and Satirical; Songs, Sonnets, Ballads & Bagatelles. Written by C. Dibdin, Jun |
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KNIGHT ERRANT. |
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KNIGHT ERRANT.
This knight-errant trade sure never will cease,
Dashing and clashing away!
This knight, &c.
When, unless a man's fighting he can't be at peace;
With his capering,
Vapouring,
Broad sword and rapiering,
Cut and thrust,
Yield you must,
Dine on a mouldy crust;
Dashing and splashing away.
Dashing and clashing away!
This knight, &c.
When, unless a man's fighting he can't be at peace;
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Vapouring,
Broad sword and rapiering,
Cut and thrust,
Yield you must,
Dine on a mouldy crust;
Dashing and splashing away.
You meet with a man, as he rides thro' the town,
Dashing, &c.
You first bid him stand, and then knock him down,
With his, &c.
Dashing, &c.
You first bid him stand, and then knock him down,
With his, &c.
Away packing you send him, when you've done that,
Dashing, &c.
With his head in his hand instead of his hat;
With his, &c.
Dashing, &c.
With his head in his hand instead of his hat;
With his, &c.
Cross buttocks we bellies full meet, to our grief,
Dashing, &c.
I'm sure I'd much rather have buttock of beef.
With his, &c.
Dashing, &c.
I'm sure I'd much rather have buttock of beef.
With his, &c.
To conquer this dragon my master wont fail,
Dashing, &c.
When he cuts off his head, I'll cut off his tail.
With his, &c.
Dashing, &c.
When he cuts off his head, I'll cut off his tail.
With his, &c.
When the dragon is dead, I'll feast like a horse;
Dashing, &c.
For a supper to find half so light I'm at loss,
As a fine devil'd dragon and crocodile sauce.
With his, &c.
Dashing, &c.
For a supper to find half so light I'm at loss,
As a fine devil'd dragon and crocodile sauce.
With his, &c.
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