Songs of the press and other poems relative to the art of printers and printing. Also of authors, books, booksellers, bookbinders, editors, critics, newspapers, etc. Original and selected. With notes, biographical and literary / [Edited by C.H. Timperley].

  • Timperley, C. H. (Charles Henry), 1794-1869.
Date:
1845
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Credit: Songs of the press and other poems relative to the art of printers and printing. Also of authors, books, booksellers, bookbinders, editors, critics, newspapers, etc. Original and selected. With notes, biographical and literary / [Edited by C.H. Timperley]. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    Moll spent her time in drinking gin, To spoil Tom of his riches ; And when his furniture was gone, She pawn’d his only breeches. While thus serv’d out, Tom lay in bed— Poor soul, what could he do ! His cap, coat, hose, she bundled up And sold them to a Jew. When Tom, her errors to correct, Would iu the wool-hole put her, She tore and swore his ears she’d pull, And draw him through the gutter. To such a point things came at last, A coffin Tom would make her; For if on tramp he went, her legs Would after him soon take her. His pray’r was heard : returned one night, A full pint in each eye, She in the blankets roll’d, herself, And then thought fit to die. A jury on her body sat, A twelves form, quite complete : And in this verdict each man join’d,, “ Found dead, wrapt in a sheet.'’ Four bearers took her to the grave, Twelve feet in depth they made it! And lest her head might rise again With stone Tom overlaid it. Though skin and hone, poor Tom’s quite glad, That off his rib was carried, And swears by all the gods that he Will ne’er again be married. lAverpnol. J. Harding.