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Soon tawny Shadrach plodded in, whose face and wig contend Which in their hue most like shall be to Belzeebub the feind.
Shadrach from father circumcis'd a wight descended sure, Either from Abraham the Jew or Ismael the Moor.
' I stopt,' quoth he, ' by precedent the pinch-gut halfpenny, Tho' tars on short allowance starv'd, and better they than we.'
From Tower Hill with hang-dog look came one would move your
pity. ' What, no more tickets, sir ?' said he ; ' 'twill ruin our trading city.1
Quoth Shylock with a grin, ' My friends, when ships to Greenland
sail They dexterously throw out a tub to fool the mighty whale.
'Prompt payment publickly to blame may prove a dangerous
scheme; Another project we'll propose for to direct the stream.
' Something, be sure, must needs be paid. Let's give them two
months' certain: The other four you friends shall share—with me behind the
curtain.
' Their wages too we must advance some shillings augmentation : What tho' it freightage should destroy, that only hurts the nation.
' As toasted cheese the mouse allures within the trap to venture, Such baits as these will surely make the heedless seamen enter.
' When once they're caught we'll turn 'em o'er for ever and for ay; They'll then be volunteers for life, and we'll divide their pay.
' Whilst cent, per cent, our friends can gain we are sure of being
courted, Nor can the sailors well complain, for they will be transported.'.
But these their plots we know our liege will all to nothing bring; Then sailors may throw up their caps and cry, ' God save the King.' |
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