Bonnet
lifted Mr.
Chops upon
a chair,
to shake
hands with
him, and
replied in
poetry,
with his
eyes
seemingly
full of
tears: "My
boat is on
the shore,
And my
bark is on
the sea,
And I do
not ask
for more,
But I'll
Go:- along
with
thee."They
went into
Society,
in a chay
and four
grays with
silk
jackets.
They took
lodgings
in Pall
Mall,
London,
and they
blazed
away. In
consequence
of a note
that was
brought to
Bartlemy
Fair in
the autumn
of next
year by a
