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CHILDREN'S  BOOK 
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LIBRARY  OF  THE 

UNIVERSITY  OF  CALIFORNIA 

LOS  ANGELES 


Five  hours  (and  who  can  do  it  less  in?) 
By  Mr.  Pink  was  spent  in  dressing. 


THE 


DANDYS 
PERAMBULATIONS, 


Embellished  with  Sixteen  Caricature  Engravings. 


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PRINTED    AND    SOLD    BY 

JOHN    MARSHALL, 

140,  FLEET  STREET. 

From  Aldermary  Church-yard. 

1819. 


Price  One  Shilling  and  Sixpence. 


The  Dandy  from  his  chamber  stacks, 
To  take  his  morning  lounge  and  walks. 
And  after  lounging  up  and  down 
In  Dandy  stile,  through  Soutbwark  town, 
He  crossed  the  water  in  a  wherry, 
Walk'd  up  Size  Lane  to  Bucklersbury, 
And  called  to  see  his  friend  Mac  Carey, 
Who  sold  potatoes  in  an  area; 


When,  after  some  conversation 

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About  the  weather  and  the  nation, 

Proposed  to  Pink  a  little  plan, 
Being  a  scientific  man, 
To  take  a  pleasant  jaunt,  to  view 
The  garden  Botanic  at  Kew. 


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That  they  with  walking  might  not  tire. 
Pink  went  two  hobbies  straight  to  hire; 
Then  with  their  steeds  they  gallop'd  on. 
Along  the  road  to  Kensington; 
And  fair  their  journey  might  be  seen. 
Until  they  came  to  Turnham  Green, 
When  some  rude  geese  began  to  stare 
And  hiss,  as  soqn  as  they  got  there. 


Now  Pink  had  heard  of  geese,  'tis  true, 

Though  he  had  seen  but  very  few ; 

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Their  bold  looks  and  terrific  eyes 
Fill'd  him  with  terror  and  surprise; 
And  though  of  courage  much  he  boasted, 
Attacked  them  best  when  they  were  roasted. 


Pink  in  his  fright  turn'd  quickly  round, 
And  knocked  Mac  Carey  on  the  ground ; 
Then  fell  himself  (I  can't  tell  which) 
Either  into  a  pond  or  ditch. 


He  crawled  out  upon  the  green, 


And  wish'd  he  there  had  never  been. 


When  Carey  rais'd  himself  upright, 


Star'd  to  see  Pink  in  such  a  plight, 


Then  ran  to  help  without  delay, 
As  on  the  ground  he  fainting  lay, 
And  with  assistance  found  a  place, 
Wherein  he  could  his  stays  unlace; 
Escaping  there  the  mirth  and  joke 
Of  all  the  neighbouring  vulgar  folk. 


This  was  luckily  a  garret, 
That  belonged  to  Peter  Parrot, 
The  only  Dandy  that  was  seen, 
Or  known  to  live,  at  Turnham  Green, 
Who  gave  to  him  some  fine  perfume, 
That  made  his  cheeks  begin  to  bloom ; 
Lent  him  his  half-shirt  and  cravat, 
And  then  by  the  dear  creature  sat, 
While  his  friend  went  back  to  find 
Their  steeds,  which  they  had  left  behind : 


AVhen  searching  all  the  common  round. 
There  only  one  was  to  be  found. 
Then  what  to  do  they  could  not  tell, 
For  Pink  was  then  not  very  well; 
So  Carey  took  him  up  to  ride 
Upon  his  back,  that  he  might  guide 
Their  hobby,  and  return  to  town, 
Intending  there  to  set  him  down. 


But  as  he  went  along  the  road, 

The  people  laugh'd  to  see  the  load 

He  carried  on  his  back  upright; 

So  pushing  on  with  all  his  might, 

To  avoid  the  teazing  gabble 

Of  such  intolerable  rabble, 

He  tumbled  o'er  a  poor  old  sow, 

Who  with  her  young  made  such  a  row, 

That  frighten'd  Pink  and  Carey  so, 

They  knew  not  then  which  way  to  go. 


And  ran  along  together  straight, 
Until  they  reach'd  the  turnpike-gate, 
Where  a  coach  had  made  a  stop  ; 
So  they  both  got  upon  the  top, 
And  after  their  disastrous  falls,, 
At  length  in  safety  reach'd  St.  Paul's. 


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Now  Pink  he  waik'd  \\  ith  Carey  home, 
And  both  agreed  no  more  to  rqan* 
Beyond  the  eastern  town  of  Bow, 
Or  farther  west  than  Rotten  Row; 
Where  they  could  walk,  and  be  admir'd, 
Without  their  being;  so  bruis'd  and  tir'd ; 


Then  took  leave  of  one  another: 
Pink  went  home  to  his  grandmother, 
And  who,  when  he  began  to  tell 
The  sad  misfortunes  that  befel, 
Declared  that  he  should  never  roam 
Again  so  far  awa^y  from  home; 


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Then  she  took  him  on  her  knee, 
And  poured  him  out  a  cup  of  tea. 
And  with  sweet  words,  that  I  can't  tell* 
She  sooth'd,  and  made  him  almost  well; 
Then,  after  a  night's  rest  or  two, 
He  will  be  able  to  renew 
The  task  of  dressing  alamode, 
According  to  the  present  code. 
You  then  may  see,  if  him  you  meet, 
The  genuine  Dandy  all  complete. 

Printed  and  &vid  by  J.  Marshall,  140,  t'Uct  Street  London.