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D'impôt.

D'ailleurs il ne levait de ban
Que pour tirer quatre fois l'an
Au blanc.

Oh! oh! oh! oh! ah! ah! ah'
ah! &c.

Il n'agrandit point ses états,
Fut un voisin commode,
Et, modèle des potentats,

Prit le plaisir pour code.
Ce n'est que lorsqu'il expira,
Que le peuple qui l'enterra
Pleura.

Oh! oh! oh! oh! ah! ah! ah' ah! &c.

On conserve encor le portrait

De ce digne et bon prince; C'est l'enseigne d'un cabaret

Fameux dans la province. Les jours de fête, bien souvent, La foule s'écrie en buvant

Oh

Devant :

oh oh oh! ah! ah! ah! ah! &c.

THE KING OF YVETOT.

THERE was a king of Yvetot,

Of whom renown hath little said,

Oh oh oh oh! ah! ah! ah! Who let all thoughts of glory go,

ah! &c.

Aux filles de bonnes maisons

Comme il avait su plaire,

Ses sujets avaient cent raisons De le nommer leur père :

And dawdled half his days abed; And every night, as night came round, By Jenny, with a nightcap crowned, Slept very sound:

Sing ho, ho, ho! and he, he, he!
That's the kind of king for me.

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Que ma saison dernière
Soit encore un printemps;
Eh gai! c'est la prière
Du gros Roger-Bontemps.

Vous pauvres pleins d'envie,
Vous riches désireux,
Vous, dont le char dévie
Après un cours heureux;
Vous qui perdrez peut-être
Des titres éclatans,

Eh gai! prenez pour maître
Le gros Roger-Bontemps.

JOLLY JACK.

WHEN fierce political debate

Throughout the isle was storming,

And Rads attacked the throne and state,

And Tories the reforming, To calm the furious rage of each, And right the land demented, Heaven sent us Jolly Jack, to teach The way to be contented.

Jack's bed was straw, 'twas warm and soft,

His chair, a three-legged stool; His broken jug was emptied oft, Yet, somehow, always full. His mistress' portrait decked the wall, His mirror had a crack;

Yet, gay and glad, though this was all His wealth, lived Jolly Jack.

To give advice to avarice,

Teach pride its mean condition, And preach good sense to dull pretence,

Was honest Jack's high mission. Our simple statesman found his rule Of moral in the flagon, And held his philosophic school

Beneath the "George and Dragon."

When village Solons cursed the Lords,
And called the malt-tax sinful,
Jack heeded not their angry words,

But smiled and drank his skinful.
And when men wasted health and life,
In search of rank and riches,
Jack marked aloof the paltry strife,

And wore his threadbare breeches.

"I enter not the church," he said, "But I'll not seek to rob it; So worthy Jack Joe Miller read,

While others studied Cobbett. His talk it was of feast and fun; His guide the Almanack; From youth to age thus gayly run The life of Jolly Jack.

And when Jack prayed, as oft he would,

He humbly thanked his Maker; "I am," said he, "O Father good! Nor Catholic nor Quaker:

Give each his creed, let each proclaim
His catalogue of curses;

I trust in Thee, and not in them,
In Thee, and in Thy mercies!

"Forgive me if, midst all Thy works,
No hint I see of damning;
And think there's faith among the
Turks,

And hope for e'en the Brahmin. Harmless my mind is, and my mirth, And kindly is my laughter:

I cannot see the smiling earth,
And think there's hell hereafter."

Jack died; he left no legacy,

Save that his story teaches:
Content to peevish poverty;
Humility to riches.

Ye scornful great, ye envious small,
Come follow in his track;
We all were happier, if we all

Would copy JOLLY JACK.

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