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340 'Tis who can dance with greatest vigour   'Tis what can be most prompt and eager; As if it heard the fiddle's call, The pewter clatters on the wall; The very bacon shows its feeling, 345 Swinging from the smoky ceiling! TIS WHO CAN DANCE WITH GREATEST VIGOUR TIS WHAT CAN BE MOST PROMPT AND EAGER AS IF IT HEARD THE FIDDLE'S CALL THE PEWTER CLATTERS ON THE WALL THE VERY BACON SHOWS ITS FEELINGS SWINGING FROM THE SMOKY CEILING
ing before him bright and broad; And Benjamin is wet and cold, And there are reasons manifold 315 That make the good, tow'rds which he's yearning, Look fairly like a lawful earning. Nor has thought time to come and go, To vibrate between yes and no; For, cries the Sailor, "Glorious chance 320 That blew us hither!--let him dance, Who can or will!--my honest soul, Our treat shall be a friendly bowl!" [37] He draws him to the door--"Come in, Come, come," cries he to Benjamin! 325 And Benjamin--ah, woe is me! Gave the word--the horses heard And halted, though reluctantly. "Blithe souls and lightsome hearts have we, Feasting at the CHERRY TREE!" 330 This was the outside proclamation, This was the inside salutation; What bustling--jostling--high and low! A universal overflow! What tankards foaming from the tap! 335 What store of cakes in every lap! What thumping--stumping--overhead! The thunder had not been more busy: With such a stir you would have said, This little place may well be dizzy!  EARS ARE BY THE MUSIC THRILLED HIS EYES TAKE PLEASURE IN THE ROAD GLITTERING BEFORE HIM BRIGHT AND BROAD AND BENJAMIN IS WET AND COLD AND THERE ARE REASONS MANIFOLD THAT MAKE THE GOOD TOWARDS WHICH HE'S YEARNING LOOK FAIRLY LIKE A LAWFUL EARNING NOR HAS THOUGHT TIME TO COME AND GO TO VIBRATE BETWEEN YES AND NO FOR CRIES THE SAILOR GLORIOUS CHANCE THAT BLEW US HITHER LET HIM DANCE WHO CAN OR WILL MY HONEST SOUL OUR TREAT SHALL BE A FRIENDLY BOWL HE DRAWS HIM TO THE DOOR COME IN COME COME CRIES HE TO BENJAMIN AND BENJAMIN AH WOE IS ME GAVE THE WORD THE HORSES HEARD AND HALTED THOUGH RELUCTANTLY BLITHE SOULS AND LIGHTSOME HEARTS HAVE WE FEASTING AT THE CHERRY TREE THIS WAS THE OUTSIDE PROCLAMATION THIS WAS THE INSIDE SALUTATION WHAT BUSTLING JOSTLING HIGH AND LOW A UNIVERSAL OVERFLOW WHAT TANKARDS FOAMING FROM THE TAP WHAT STORE OF CAKES IN EVERY LAP WHAT THUMPING STUMPING OVERHEAD THE THUNDER HAD NOT BEEN MORE BUSY WITH SUCH A STIR YOU WOULD HAVE SAID THIS LITTLE PLACE MAY WELL BE DIZZY
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