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. For hours after she had not been sensible to life, only to exquisite echoes. " "That 'ud be no such easy matter," replied the countryman. "I do," replied Thames, in the same tone; "we haven't a moment to lose. " "Are you a real nurse?" "Yes.
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