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[ 2 ] The HUMOURS OF GRAVEL-LANE;

TAYLOR courted a Cobler’s Daughter, whoſe living was near Gravel-lane, But mark, I pray, what followed after, for ſhe was a girl that was fond of the game When he came to her, thinking to woo her, her father to him thus begun, Says, If you’ll take her and wife you’ll make her, I’ll give you a portion when you’re my ſon.

Although I ſay it, ſhe is a clever girl, as ever was bred in Gravel-lane, Although ſhe’s dreft in no rich apparel, there’s many a dray-boy knows her name: Bear down upon her, you'll gain the honour, that none before has ever done, That is to take her, and a wife to make her, and you’ll gain the title of a cobler’s ſon,

Then ſays the Taylor, I do not rattle, I am worth a thimble, gooſe, and ſheers, Likewiſe a needle I have us’d in battle, againſt all my foes for theſe many years; Where’er they ſeize me, or try to teaſe me, I run them quite thro’ ’till the job’s done, So if I take her, and a wife I make her. I'll have a portion when I’m your ſon.

The portion I will give to my daughter, ’tis worth a couple of pence or more, So of her I beg you will make no laughter, for ſhe is the child we do adore;