ng the
bane yonder amongst the dirt, and the porker soon will find it, the
porker soon will find it."

Early on the morrow, we will return to the farmhouse, and beg the dead
porker, the body of the dead porker.

And so we do, even so we do; the porker dieth during the night; on the
morrow we beg the porker, and carry to the tent the porker.

And then we wash the inside well, till all the inside is perfectly
clean, till there's no bane within it, not a poison grain within it.

And then we roast the body well, send for ale to the ale-house, and
have a merry banquet, a merry Roman banquet.

The fellow with the fiddle plays, he plays; the little lassie sings,
she sings an ancient Roman ditty; now hear the Roman ditty.

SONG OF THE BROKEN CHASTITY. {265}
BY URSULA.

Penn'd the Romany chi ke laki dye
"Miry dearie dye mi shom cambri!"
"And savo kair'd tute cambri,
Miry dearie chi, miry Romany chi?"
"O miry dye a boro rye,
A bovalo rye, a gorgiko rye,
Sos kistur pre a pellengo grye,
'Twas yov sos kerdo man cambri."
"Tu tawnie vassavie lubbeny,
Tu chal from miry tan abri;
Had a Romany chal kair'd tute cambri,
Then I had penn'd ke tute chie,
But tu shan a vassavie lubbeny
With gorgikie rat to be cambri."

"There's some kernel in those songs, brother," said Mr Petulengro, when
the songs and music were over.

"Yes," said I, "they are certainly very remarkable songs. I say, Jasper,
I hope you have not been drabbing baulor {266} lately."

"And suppose we have, brother, what then?"

"Why, it is a very dangerous practice, to say nothing of the wickedness
of it."

"Necessity has no law, brother."

"That is true," said I, "I have always said so, but you are not
necessitous, and should not drab baulor."

"And who told you we had been drabbing baulor?"

"Why, you have had a banquet of pork, and after the banquet Mrs. Chikno
sang a song about drabbing baulor, so I naturally thought you might have
lately been engaged in such a thing"

"Brother, you occasionally utter a word or two of common sense. It was
natural for you to suppose, after seeing that dinner of pork, and hearing
that song, that we had been drabbing baulor; I will now tell you that we
have not been doing so. What have you to say to that?"

"That I am very glad of it."

"Had you tasted that pork, brother, you would have found that it was
sweet and tasty, which bal