Liston's Drolleries; A Choice Collection of Tit Bits, Laughable Scraps, Comic Songs, Tales and Recitations ... (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1825* Excerpt: ...all go to the devil. I shall go up, but you'll go down, and when you see me mount and leave ye to your fate, you'll want my aid, you'll want me to take you with me, you'll attempt to lay hold of the skirts of my coat, but I'll fling ye all, for I'll wear a spencer. CUNNING ISAAC'S ESCAPE, AComic Bagatelle, at recited and sung by Mr. Faw Cett, of the Theatre Royal Covent Garden. Before you behold, debonair free and gav, A Beau just from Spain from his wife ran away; No slim Macaroni--the ladies to teaze, But Isaac, a cunning smart and sharp Portuguese; By art and age trick'd my fortune for life, Was a termagant scold, in the shape of a wife, III fashion'd, ill natured, ill featured and old, With neither health, wit, understanding-or gold. From my bargain I therefore with haste made escape, And thro' Seville most manfully cried out a rape At my heels came my harridan roaring aloud, On each side-beset by the giggling crowd: To the sea side she came for her dear husband calling, With tough lungs of leather like Cerberus bawling; She held by my cloak, which I shrewdly perceiving, And assured were she drown'd 'twould not cause any grieving, So away slipt my garment, the waves quickly caught her, Like a porpoise I left her to flounce in the water, Thence how she escaped, whether now out or now in, . Among friends--her dear Isaac regards not a pin; On shipboard I got, we quick hoisted all sail, While old Margaret perhaps might be food for a whale; To the tit bit he's welcome, for me there's no queslion, And I heartily wish him a happy digestion; Most kind were the breezes which brought to this shore Cunning Isaac, who ne'er thinks of leaving it more: Tho' my troubles since landing surpass all belief, Yet I've prov'd altogether a smart little thief; Thro' St. Pauls..