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A Humorous catalogue of

SPENCE'S SONGS.

BY MR. EVANS—TUNE the VICAR and MOSES.


AT the Sign of the Fleece* For a trifle a-Piece, Spence treats all the Swine with a Book; But not for vile pelf: ’Tis all wrote by himself, To instruct you by Hook or by Crook. Tol de Rol &c.

To the Children unborn, Neither shaven nor shorn, He says do you mind what I say; That the world has gone wrong, But attend to my Song, And I'll teach you a much better way.

If some should be found, Who will not yield the ground, That the Rent may by Dividends fall, To the Young and the Old, The Coward and Bold, They are nothing but Judases all.

There's a long Chevy-chase, Comes in the next place, Explaining the whole Rights of Man; To which if you attend, Your fortunes will mend, ’Tis a down right equality plan.

There's Hark! how the sound, Proclaims the Land round, With Jubilee Trumpet loud blowing; Now Landlords are fled, Behold in their Stead, The People for dividends going.

There's many fine schemes, Produced by dreams, To better the Race of mankind; 2 By the Priest and the Great, And of every Estate, He proves them all really Stone-blind.

Sing Tally—heigh—ho, With the Barber also, You will find him for once tete a tete; Composing of Rhymes, On these miserable Times, Together to settle the State.

Then the Men of Renown, That a Just God did drown Were a pack of vile Aristocrats; Like those of our Day, Existing on prey, Till destroy'd like a parcel of Rats.

One night on his Bed, It came into his Head, While locked up in Shrewsbury Jail; To send out Field Preachers, And Peacable Teachers, With Doctrine that never can fail.

Then he's wrote you a Dream, ’Tis a partnership Scheme, And damme it beats all the rest; You'll not think it long, It exceeds every Song, Oppressors it puts to the test.

Then hasten to Spence, And lay out your Pence, To forward his excellent plan; In which he does shew, What all ought to know, The Rights and the Duties of man.

Here's Tommy so clever, We hail thee for ever, And Bumpers go round to thy Name; While man draws his Breath, On the terrestrial Earth, May he witness and boast of thy Fame. Tol de Rol &c.

*At the sign of the Fleece, little Windmill-street, the Free and Easy meets, every Tuesday evening at 8 o'clock.