Irish Extravagance, and Scotch ŒConomy

An Irishman and Scottishman, Both full of fun and brogue; Sly Sawney—for a saving plan, Big Pat—a spending rogue:

Together, arm in arm, they hied, From Pall-Mall to the City; When in a shop by chance they spied A damsel wond’rous pretty.

“By heavens!” Pat exclaim’d in love, “In that fair form I trace “A charming pattern from above, “Of Angel shape and face.”

While thro’ the window-glass he star’d, Struck dumb with admiration, Sawney, too, the rapture shar’d, Of love’s fond inclination.

Long Paddy then did feast his eyes On this—the first of belles, “I’ll go into her shop,” he cries, “And buy whate’er she sells.

“Two yards of ribbon black, I’ll buy, “And speak to the dear creature, “Perhaps,” said he, to Sawney, sly, “The maid will let me meet her.

“Ha’d your hand,” said Sawney, “do, “What need of such expence, “Into the shop we both may go “With this right good pretence:

“Save your penny while you live, “The lass looks kind and willing; “Let’s ask her, civilly, to give “Twa Tizzys for a shilling.”

A cant term for Sixpences.