AND THE MONKEY. 169 
The monkey jump’d, the monkey hopp’d, 
Leap’d up and scrambled round ; 
In short, the monkey never stopp’d 
Till puss was on the ground. 
W hat tears were shed o’er Pussy’s head ! 
How joy’d the maid to catch her !— 
No wife who deems her husband dead 
And finds him safe, could match her !— 
The crowd disperse—but ere they start, 
It is but fair to say, 
That each according to his part 
Receiv'd his due that day. 
The ancient maid her treasure gains— 
The dog a swinging cut— 
The boy a shilling for his pains— 
The monkey has his nut. 
Then let us all be thankful that 
There was no mischief done ; 
A maid, a monkey, and a cat, 
Yet all to end in fun! 
