THERE is a pretty piece of work, | |
| It is up in high life, | |
| Upon my word an amorous lord, | |
| Seduced another man’s wife; | |
| She was a lady of title, | 5 |
| She was charming, young, and fair, | |
| With her daddy and her mammy once | |
| She lived in Belgrave Square. | |
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| The trial now is over, | |
| And his lordship, with a frown, | 10 |
| For kissing Lady Nelly | |
| Has to pay ten thousand pounds. | |
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| Lord G—— was a naughty lord, | |
| Oh! how could he engage, | |
| To seduce young Lady Ellen,— | 15 |
| He is sixty years of age. | |
| The verdict of the jury | |
| Made his lordship quake and jump, | |
| Ten thousand pounds he has to pay, | |
| For playing tiddly bump. | 20 |
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| Lady Nelly left her husband, | |
| And would with his lordship be, | |
| She would trim his lordship’s whiskers | |
| As she sat upon his knee. | |
| Some said oh, lack-a-daisy, | 25 |
| She was in a comical way! | |
| His lordship was bald-pated, | |
| And his hair and whiskers grey. | |
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| My lord was very fond of lamb,— | |
| The cook said so at least,— | 30 |
| And neighbours you must understand | |
| He liked the belly piece. | |
| His lordship loved the lady, | |
| And the lady she loved he, | |
| His lordship played by music, | 35 |
| The tune called fiddle-de-dee. | |
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| His lordship when he heard the news, | |
| Caused his eyes to flash like fire then | |
| He looked around, ten thousand pounds | |
| His lordship holloaed, “wire-em.” | 40 |
| He sold his hat, he pawned his coat, | |
| To pay the browns, we find, | |
| And then he run round Hyde Park sqre, | |
| With his shirt hanging out behind. | |
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| Sweet Ellen was a daughter | 45 |
| Of my Lord and Lady C—— | |
| And once lived in a mansion, | |
| Yes she did in Belgrave Square, | |
| Sweet Ellen had an husband, | |
| An honest upright man, | 50 |
| And his lordship went a trespassing | |
| Upon her husband’s land. | |
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| My lord was fond of sporting, | |
| And hunting of the hare, | |
| He has to pay ten thousand pounds, | 55 |
| The damage to repair; | |
| His lordship played the fiddle, | |
| Down in Scotia’s land, ’tis said, | |
| And his lordship must have fiddled well | |
| Both in and out of bed. | 60 |
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| Now all young lords take warning, | |
| When a hunting you do go, | |
| In the evening of the morning | |
| Pray beware of “Tally-ho!” | |
| If you are caught a trespassing | 65 |
| On other people’s ground, | |
| Perhaps you’ll be like old Lord G—— | |
| Made to pay ten thousand pounds. | |
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| The lady’s injured husband, | |
| Has nobly gained the day, | 70 |
| And beat old Mr. December, | |
| Who seduced young Lady May. | |
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