A faint gleam of returning colour gave her at once a more natural appearance. When I've escorted you proud fool to his new quarters, I'll proceed to the Mint and look after Jack Sheppard. Where the robber may cheer His spirit with beer, And drown in a sea of good liquor all fear! For nothing the transit to Tyburn beguiles So well as a draught from the Bowl of Saint Giles! III.
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