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All prefent then utter'd a terrified shout;
All turn'd with disguft from the scene.

The worms they crept in, and the worms they crept out,
And sported his eyes and his temples about,
While the spectre addrefs'd Imogine:

"Behold me, thou falfe one! behold me!" he cried;
"Remember Alonzo the Brave!

"God grants, that, to punish thy falfehood and pride,
"My ghost at thy marriage should fit by thy fide,
"Should tax thee with perjury, claim thee as bride,
"And bear thee away to the grave!"

Thus faying, his arms round the lady he wound,
While loudly the shriek'd in dismay;

Then fank with his prey through the wide-yawning ground:
Nor ever again was Fair Imogine found,

Or the spectre who bore her away.

Not long lived the Baron: and none fince that time

To inhabit the caftle prefume;

For chronicles tell, that, by order fublime,

There Imogine fuffers the pain of her crime,
And mourns her deplorable doom.

At midnight four times in each year does her sprite,
When mortals in flumber are bound,

Array'd in her bridal apparel of white,

Appear

Appear in the hall with the skeleton-knight,
And fhriek as he whirls her around.

While they drink out of fKulls newly torn from the grave,
Dancing round them pale spectres are seen :
Their liquor is blood, and this horrible ftave
They howl:-" To the health of Alonzo the Brave;
"And his confort, the Falfe Imogine !"

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No. V.

LES JOLLUP THE GRAVE,

AND

BROWN SALLY GREEN.

ORIGINAL.-M. G. LEWIS.

This is a Parody upon the foregoing Ballad. I must acknowledge, however, that the lines printed in italics, and the idea of making an apothecary of the knight, and a brewer of the baron, are taken from a parody which appeared in one of the news-papers, under the title of "Pil-Garlic the Brave and Brown Celeftine."

A DOCTOR fo prim and a fempstress so tight
Hob-a-nobb'd in some right marafquin;
They fuck'd up the cordial with truest delight:
Giles Jollup the Grave was just five feet in height,
And four feet the brown Sally Green.

"And as," faid Giles Jollup,

"To physic a feverish land,

" to-morrow I go

"At fome fixpenny hop, or perhaps the Mayor's fhow, "You'll tumble in love with fome fmart city beau, And with him fhare your fhop in the Strand.".

-"Lord! how can you think fo?" brown Sally Green faid; "You must know mighty little of. me;

"For if you be living, or if you be dead,

"I fwear, 'pon my honour, that none in your stead "Shall hufband of Sally Green be.

"And if e'er for another my heart fhould decide, "False to you and the faith which I gave, "God grant that, at dinner too amply supplied, "Over-eating may give me a pain in my fide; "May your ghoft then bring rhubarb to phyfic the bride, "And fend her well dofed to the grave !".

Away went poor Giles, to what place is not told:
Sally wept, till fhe blew her nofe fore!

But scarce had a twelvemonth elapfed, when behold
A brewer, quite stylish, his gig that way roll'd,
And stopp'd it at Sally Green's door.

His wealth, his pot-belly, and whisky of cane,
Soon made her untrue to her vows;

The steam of strong beer now bewildering her brain,

He

He caught her while tipfy! denials were vain,
So he carried her home as his spouse.

And now the roaft beef had been blefs'd by the prieft,
To cram now the guests had begun :'

Tooth and nail like a wolf fell the bride on the feast;
Nor yet had the clash of her knife and fork ceased,

When a bell-('twas a dustman's)-toll'd-" one!"

Then first with amazement Brown Sally Green found
That a ftranger was stuck by her fide:

His cravat and his ruffles with snuff were embrown'd;
He ate not, he drank not, but, turning him round,
Sent fome pudding away to be fried ! ! !

His wig was turn'd forwards, and short was his height;
His apron was dirty to view:

The women (oh! wondrous) were hush'd at his fight:
The cats, as they eyed him, drew back (well they might);
For his body was ped-green and blue !

Now, as all wish'd to speak, but none knew what to say, They look'd mighty foolish and queer:

At length spoke the bride, while fhe trembled-" I pray, "Dear Sir, your peruke that aside you would lay, "And partake of some strong or small beer!”

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