THE MODERN BEAU.
MY daddy is dead and has left me some money,
I’ll dress very fine and look very fancy,
I'll buy a fine coach with fine horses to carry me.
Who knows then but some young lady will ⟨marry me⟩
With my puff em , strut em, stride em
Walk em, run em, ride em ⟨tol⟩
With my short coat to ride and my breeches leather,
I look like a Cockney n w cut out of feather.
Then I mount on my pad that so swiftly does ⟨carry⟩ me.
And I nod as I pass to my Lord and Sir Harry.
With my puff em &c.
I’ put on fine clothes, and go to the ball, Sir,
Then pull out my glass and ⟨squint⟩ at them all, Sir,
To be blind is the fashion, so I’ll be blind too, Sir.
And if you peep at me, why then I’ll squint at you, ⟨Sir⟩
With my puff em, &c.
As I strut round the room, I stare in their faces,
Then pull down my ruffles all covered with laces;
The ladies all giggle while their hearts are a thumping
What a sweet fellow's that?—oh, (illegible text) young ’Squire ⟨Lumping⟩
With his puff em, &c.
