Social Commentaries

Hydrophobie; or, Skipper and Quaker

by Robert Emery 1794–1871

From The Newcastle Song Book (1842)

Social Commentaries

As Skipper Carr and Markie Dunn,
Were gannin, drunk, through Sandgate--
A dog bit Mark and off did run,
But sair the poor sowl fand it;
The Skipper in a voice se rough--
Aw warn'd, says he, its mad eneugh--
Howay and get some doctor's stuff,
For fear of Hydrophobie!
Fal de ral, &c.

The doctor dress'd the wound se wide,
And left poor Markie smartin--
Then, for a joke, tells Carr, aside,
Mark wad gan mad for sartin:--
Noo, Skipper, mind, when in yor keel,
Be sure that ye watch Markie weel,
If he begins to bark and squeel,
Depend it's Hydrophobie!
Fal de ral, &c.

For Shields, next day, they sail'd wi' coal,
And teuk on board a Quaker,
Who wish'd to go as far's Dent's Hole,
To see a friend call'd Baker:
The Skipper whisper'd in his ear--
Wor Markie will gan mad, aw fear!
He'll bite us a'--as sure's yor here,
We'll get the Hydrophobie!
Fal de ral, &c.

Said Quack--I hope this can't be true,
Nay, friend, thou art mistaken;
We must not fear what man can do--
Yea! I will stand unshaken!
The Skipper, to complete the farce,
Said, Maister Quaker, what's far warse,
A b----g dog bit Markie's a--e,
And browt on Hydrophobie!
Fal de ral, &c.

Now Markie overheard their talk,
Thinks he, aw'll try the Quaker--
Makes P. D. to the huddock walk,
Of fun to be partaker:
To howl an' bark he wasn't slack,
The Quaker ow'rboard in a crack,
With the fat Skipper on his back,
For fear of Hydrophobie!
Fal de ral, &c.

How P. D. laugh'd to see the two,
Who to be sav'd, were striving--
Mark haul'd them out wi' much ado,
And call'd them culls for diving:--
The Quaker suen was put on shore,
For he was frighten'd verry sore--
The Skipper promis'd never more
To mention Hydrophobie!
Fal de ral, &c.

MLA

Emery, Robert. “Hydrophobie; or, Skipper and Quaker.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/emery_r/4/.

Chicago

Emery, Robert. “Hydrophobie; or, Skipper and Quaker.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/emery_r/4/.

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