Address Of Beelzebub（2 / 2）

your hand's owre light to them, i fear;

your factors, grieves, trustees, and bailies,

i canna say but they do gaylies;

they lay aside a' tender mercies,

an' tirl the hallions to the birses;

yet while they're only poind't and herriet,

they'll keep their stubborn highland spirit:

but smash them! crash them a' to spails,

an' rot the dyvors i' the jails!

the young dogs, swinge them to the labour;

let wark an' hunger mak them sober!

the hizzies, if they're aughtlins fawsont,

let them in drury-lane be lesson'd!

an' if the wives an' dirty brats

come thiggin at your doors an' yetts,

flaffin wi' duds, an' grey wi' beas',

frightin away your ducks an' geese;

get out a horsewhip or a jowler,

the langest thong, the fiercest growler,

an' gar the tatter'd gypsies pack

wi' a' their bastards on their back!

go on, my lord! i lang to meet you,

an' in my house at hame to greet you;

wi' common lords ye shanna mingle,

the benmost neuk beside the ingle,

at my right han' assigned your seat,

'tween herod's hip an' polycrate:

or if you on your station tarrow,

between almagro and pizarro,

a seat, i'm sure ye're well deservin't;

an' till ye come—your humble servant,

beelzebub.

june 1st, anno mundi, 5790.