Discourse on past Days.

'Tis true,' she said; 'but here behold, 'And marvel at the course of Time; 'Though you and I are both grown old, 'This Tree is only in its prime!'

'Well, Goody, don't stand preaching now; 'Folks don't preach Sermons at a FAIR: 'We've rear'd Ten Boys and Girls you know; 'And I'll be bound they'll all be there.'

Now friendly nods and smiles had they, From many a kind Fair-going face: And many a pinch KATE gave away; While RICHARD kept his usual pace.

At length arriv'd amidst the throng, Grand-children bawling hem'd them round; And dragg'd them by the skirts along Where gingerbread bestrew'd the ground.