And  call'd  for  a  bodkin,  though  he  had  a  fork  ;
But  I  show'd  him  a  screw,  which  I  told  my  brisk

gull
A  trepan  was  for  bottles  had  broken  their  scull ;
Whid),  as  it  was  true,  he  believed  without  doubt.
But  'twas  1  that  apply 'd  it,  and  pull*d  the  cork  out
Boonoei,  quoth  the  bottle,  the  work  being  done,
It  roar'd,  and  it  smoked,  like  a  new-fired  gun  ;
But  the  shot  miss'd  us  ail,  or  else  we*d  been

routed.
Which  yet  was  a  wonder,  we  were  so  about  it.
lime  host  pour'd  and  fill'd,  till  he  could  fill  no

fuller:
^  Lode  here,  sir,"  quoth  he,  "  both  for  nap  and

for  colour,
SaoB  bragging,  I  hate  it,  nor  will  I  e'er  do't ;
1  defy  Leek,  and  Lambhith,  and  Sandwich,  to  boot"
By  my  troth,  he  said  true,  for  1  speak  it  with  tears,
Tkough  I  have  been  a  toss-pot  these  twenty  good

years,
Aad  have  drank  so  much  liquor  has  made  me  a

debtor.
In  mj  days,  that  I  know  of,  I  never  drank  better:


We  found  it  so  good,  and  we  drank  so  profoundly)
That  four  good  round  shillings  were  whipt  away

roundly ;
And  then  I  conceived  it  was  time  to  be  jogging.
For  our  work  had  been  done,  had  we  stay'd  t'  other

noggin.
From  thence  we  set  forth  with  more  mettle  and

spright.
Our  horses  were  empty,  our  coxcombs  were  light ;
O'er  Dellamore  forest  we,  tantivy,  posted,
Till  our  horses  were  basted  as  if  they  were  roasted:
In  truth,  we  pursued  might  have  been  by  our  haste.
And  I  think  Sir  George  Booth  did  not  gallop  so  fast,
Till  about  two  o'clock  after  noon,  Grod  be  blest.
We  came,  safe  and  sound,  all  to  Chester  i'  th'  west.
