OLD B―db―y at eighty six,Just stepping into River Styx;Losing about some thirty guineas,For want of care like other ninnies,Brings all his folks before the justice,To sift out where the sad mistrust is.The gold was missing from his chest,Too true to make of it a jest.His worship close examin'd all.Finding on whom the charge must fall,Said―sir―your damsel NAnny has it;None else can come within your closet:So strong the circumstances fit her,I'll strait send for her and commit her,Hold good sir Gill, she keeps my house,And would not wrong me of a sous;No girl is faithfuller or juster.With all I have I dare to trust her―As she does him―be sure he meant,So home returned well content.This is the third time, to his cost,He'as made a stir for money lost,Only to let the country knowHe pays for what he cannot do;And thinks himself not much the worseIf none but Nanny, dip in's purse.
A DIALOGUE, Written by a Gentleman of Oxford.
WF———ls join'd with Kn———s beyond all expectation,Pass'd a vote [for the good (or the hurt) of the nation;]Quoth Ralpho to Robin, his intimate crony,As they walk't from the house where 'twas done, See you Tony,All the world's on our side; 'tis in vain to stand out.E'en ——— and ——— are tacking about.E'ery soul will leave you, unless first you them leave;Prithee join, and to th' de———l the hindermost give.Quoth Robin, tho' th' hindmost to the de———l you've curst,Are you sure, he'll not rather seize first on the first?I grant flesh is frail, apt to vary for profit;H———, W———, L——— are witnesses of it.But what we have just done, comes, for all you're so jolly,Not from your party's strength, but of ours from the folly.In the act we have voted, howe'er it content ye,By the far major part, there's no complement meant ye.Not love to your patrons or principles won it,But pique against some 'mongst our selves, 'tis has done it.'Tis purely for joke sake, as sure as you're here,Quoth Robin, I vow, Friend, you're joke costs you dear.Nor care we, tho' 't be as you say, we've the name on't.Much good may't do you with the loss and the shame on't.Hold friend, reply'd Robin, don't boast too much yet,But see at the end who'll lose or who'll get.
In the Post-Boy of Feb. 20, was reviv'd an Historical and Law Treatise against Jews and Judaism, publish'd some years since.
THE author says, 'tis generally agreed by historians, that Wm. the conqueror translated the Jews from Rhoan to England for a certain sum of money. They were encourag'd by Wm Rufus to dispute with the Bishops. Upon this they grew so insolent that the enraged people drove them out of London, and oblig'd them to take sanctuary.
In the year 1730, 'twas discover'd that the Jews had stolen and crucify'd 18 christian children on Good Friday; they escap'd punishment thro' the corruption of the judges, but 4 of them paid 40,000 marks to the King as a fine, and others were banish'd.
