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_m.u.f.fins, O! Crumpets! m.u.f.fins, to-day!
Crumpets, O! m.u.f.fins, O! fresh, to-day!_
[Ill.u.s.tration: THE m.u.f.fIN MAN.]
The m.u.f.fin Man! hark, I hear His small bell tinkle shrill and clear; m.u.f.fins and Crumpets nice he brings, While on the fire the kettle sings.
_Oysters, fresh and alive, three a penny, O!
When they are all sold I sha'n't have any, O!_
[Ill.u.s.tration: OYSTERS. FINE NEW OYSTERS.]
They're all alive and very fine, So if you like them, come and dine; I'll find you bread and b.u.t.ter, too, Or you may have them opened for a stew.
_Buy fine Kidney Potatoes! New Potatoes!
Fine Kidney Potatoes! Potatoes, O!_
[Ill.u.s.tration: POTATOES, KIDNEY POTATOES.]
Potatoes, oh! of kidney kind, Come buy, and boil, and eat, The core, and eke also, the rind, They are indeed so sweet.
_Buy Images! Good and cheap!
Images, very good--very cheap!_
[Ill.u.s.tration: BUY MY IMAGES, IMAGES.]
Come buy my image earthenware, Your mantel pieces to bedeck, Examine them with greatest care, You will not find a single speck.
_Buy 'em by the stick, or buy'em by the pound, Cherries ripe, all round and sound!_
[Ill.u.s.tration: ALL ROUND AND SOUND, MY RIPE KENTISH CHERRIES.]
Who such Cherries would see, And not tempted be To wish he possessed a small share?
But observe, I say small, For those who want all Deserve not to taste of such fare.
_Buy a Mop! Buy a Broom! Good to-day!
Buy a Broom! Buy a Mop, I say!_
[Ill.u.s.tration: BUY A MOP OR A BROOM.]
Ye cleanly housewives come to me, And buy a Mop or Broom, To sweep your chambers, scour your stairs, Or wash your sitting room.
_Golden Pippins, all of the right sort, girls!
Golden Pippins, all of the right sort, boys!_
[Ill.u.s.tration: GOLDEN PIPPINS, WHO'LL BUY?]
Here are fine Golden Pippins; Who'll buy them, who'll buy?
n.o.body in London sells better than I!
Who'll buy them, who'll buy?
_Wash Ball, a Trinket, or a Watch, buy?
Buy 'em, all cheap and all good!_
[Ill.u.s.tration: WASH BALL, TRINKET, OR WATCH.]
Do ye want any Wash Ball or Patch.-- Dear ladies, pray, buy of me;-- Or Trinkets to hang at your Watch, Or Garters to tie at your knee?
_Past twelve o'clock, and a cloudy morning!
Past twelve o'clock; and mind, I give you warning!_
[Ill.u.s.tration: THE CITY WATCHMAN.]
Past twelve o'clock, and a moonlight night!
Past twelve o'clock, and the stars shine bright!
Past twelve o'clock, your doors are all fast like you!
Past twelve o'clock, and I'll soon be fast, too!
_Young Lambs to sell! Young Lambs to sell!
Young Lambs to sell! Young Lambs to sell!_
[Ill.u.s.tration: YOUNG LAMBS TO SELL.]
Young Lambs to sell! Young Lambs to sell!
Two a penny, Young Lambs to sell; If I'd as much money as I could tell, I wouldn't cry young Lambs to sell.
_Buy my sweet and rare Lilies of the Valley?
Buy of your Sally--Sally of our Alley?_
[Ill.u.s.tration: LILIES OF THE VALLEY.]
In London street, I ne'er could find, A girl like lively Sally, Who picks and culls, and cries aloud, Sweet Lilies of the Valley.
_Buy my young chickens! Buy'em alive, O!
Buy of the Fowlman, and have 'em alive, O!_
[Ill.u.s.tration: BUY CHICKENS, YOUNG CHICKENS.]
