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26 "Aha!" quoth he, "what have we here?

'T is a new barouche, and an ancient peer!"

12.

So he sat him on his box again,

And bade him have no fear,

But be true to his club, and staunch to his rein,

His brothel and his beer;

"Next to seeing a Lord at the Council board,

I would rather see him here."

13.

Satan hired a horse and gig

With promises to pay;

And he pawned his horns for a spruce new wig,

To redeem as he came away:

And he whistled some tune, a waltz or a jig,

And drove off at the close of day.

14.

The first place he stopped at—he heard the Psalm

That rung from a Methodist Chapel: