Identifier: hintstoservants00lond (find matches)
Title: Hints to servants..
Year: 1843 (1840s)
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Publisher: Londn
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r upright.But one thing more, and then youve sped,—Get your name up, then lie in bed ! THE PORTER. If a great Minister of StateYour master be, then guard the gateFrom all but such as teem with newsTo suit his honours party views:You judging kindly and genteelly,Those mostly such who i tip most freely. 56 THE HOUSEMAID. From all the rest your office varies, Is so exempt from pert vagaries, I cease to write, as cease to think,— You cost me scarce one dip of ink. At least, thanks to the march of Mind, (In which so few now lag behind,) My authors words, if eer so true, Are really much too coarse for you. Fain would I yield all his jocoseness, And all his wit without his grossness. Thus, where our Dean seems most in rapture, I leave out nearly half a chapter ; Checking, in short, his worst inventions, To c carry out his best intentions. In lieu of lying, graces, airs,Leave mops and pails upon the stairs ;And if some slave break both his shins,What then care you ?—why, just two pins !
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57 THE STEWARD. There is no servant like the Steward,For letting lordships go to leeward;And I neer knew of one so thorough,As he who served Lord Peterborough ;And so, for ever, made that stationA perfect personificationOf every virtue upon earth,That can befriend a man of birth.He pulled his Lordships mansion down,-*One of the handsomest in town;He sold the bricks, the floors and stairs,And charged my Lord for the repairs :Then, to surpass the sweets of honey,He lent his Lordship his own money !I spare you more advice, the rather,Thinking you cannot well go fartherThan keep, in every thing you do,Your Masters interest still in view. 58 THE GROOM. Each pot of ale (whod ever think it, Except yourself the while you drink it ? And thinking so, drink all the faster) Tells for the credit of your Master. Im speaking now, as on a journey You act by way of his attorney; Through whom smith, saddler,—half the county Participate his worships bounty. You are the herald of his worth, His vast es

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