“She was the
High Priestess who turned me in Greece, before Rome. . This was to pass under the arch,
along the narrow ledge of the starling, and, if possible, attain the eastern
platform, where, protected by the bridge, he would suffer less from the excessive
violence of the gale. Nevertheless it was overwhelming. "Well, he won't do that
here. Should it e'er be my lot to ride backwards that way,
At the door of the Crown I will certainly stay;
I'll summon the landlord—I'll call for the Bowl,
And drink a deep draught to the health of my soul!
Whatever may hap,
I'll taste of the tap,
To keep up my spirits when brought to the crap!
For nothing the transit to Tyburn beguiles
So well as a draught from the Bowl of St. He will be some time in this comatose state. But you must
get him into the chair as fast as you can, and hurry off to Newgate.
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