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Rh "The Musical Miscellany," printed in that year. In other respects it is a curious production, and, perhaps, was sung by Punch himself, in one of his entertainments. It is inserted under the title of

PUNCHINELLO.

Trade's awry, so am I

As well as some folks that are greater;

But by the peace we at present enjoy

We hope to be richer and straighter.

Bribery must be laid aside,

To somebody's mortification:

He that is guilty, oh, let him be tried,

And expos'd for a rogue to the nation.

I'm that little fellow

Call'd Punchinello,

Much beauty I carry about me;

I'm witty and pretty,

And come to delight ye;

You cannot be merry without me.

My cap is like a sugar-loaf,

And round my collar I wear a ruff;

I'd strip and shew you my shape in buff,

But fear the ladies would flout me.

My rising back and distorted breast,

Whene'er I shew 'em, become a jest;

And, all in all, I am one of the best,

So nobody need doubt me.

Æsop was a monstrous slave,

And waited at Xanthus's table;

Yet he was always a comical knave,

And an excellent dab at a fable.