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Gay: A New Song
But, false as hell! she, like the wind,
Chang'd, as her sex must do;
Though seeming as the turtle kind,
And like the gospel true.
If I and Molly could agree,
Let who would take Peru!
Great as an emperor should I be,
And richer than a Jew.
Till you grow tender as a chick,
I'm dull as any post;
Let us, like burs, together stick,
And warm as any toast.
You'll know me truer than a dye;
And wish mc better speed;
Flat as a flounder when I lie,
And as a herring dead.
Sure as a gun, she'll drop a tear.
And sigh, perhaps, and wish,
When I am rotten as a pear.
And mute as any fish.
ON TWO MONOPOLISTS
JOHN GAV
Bone and Skin, two Millers thin,
Would starve us all, or near it;
But be it known to Skin and Bone,
That Flesh and Blood won't bear it.
JOHN BYROM
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