Venus, be your black bottle,
For surely I'll be mine,
And we'll take a glass with a slice of lemon in it,
to which you're partial,
For auld lang syne.

A much altered version of verse 5 of Burns' celebrated song.

Book III, Ch. 6.

Charge, Chester, charge,
On Mr. Venus, on.

From Scott's _Marmion_.

Book IV, Ch. 3.

'If you'll come to the bower I've shaded for you.' From 'Will
you Come to the Bower'

_T. Moore_

Will you come to the Bower I've shaded for you,
Our bed shall be roses, all spangled with dew.
Will you, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower?
Will you, will you, will you, will you come to the Bower?

A LIST OF SONGS AND INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC MENTIONED BY DICKENS

WITH HISTORICAL NOTES

_The figures in brackets denote the chapter in the novel
referred to_

A COBBLER THERE WAS (_D. & S._ 2)

A cobbler there was, and he lived in a stall,
Which serv'd him for parlour, for kitchen and hall,
No coin in his pocket, nor care in his pate,
No ambition had he, nor no duns at his gate,
Derry down, down, down, derry down.

The melody appeared in _Beggar's Opera_, 1728, and _Fashionable
Lady_, 1730.

A FROG HE WOULD (_P.P._ 32)

The theme of the ballad belongs to the late sixteenth century.

A frog he would a-wooing go,
Heigho! said Rowley,
Whether his mother would let him or no,
With his rowly powly,
Gammon and spinnage,
O heigh! said Anthony Rowley.

We are told that Jack Hopkins sang 'The King, God Bless Him,'
to a novel air, compounded of 'The Bay of Biscay' and 'A Frog
He Would.' The latter was evidently the modern setting by
C.E. Horn.

ALICE GRAY

See 'Yet Lov'd I.'

ALL HAIL TO THE VESSEL OF PECKSNIFF THE SIRE (_M.C._ 11)

Perhaps a parody on 'All Hail to the Chief.'

ALL IN THE DOWNS (_P.P._ 3)

See 'Black-Eyed Susan.'

ALL'S WELL (_O.C.S._ 56).

See p. 125.

Duet in _The English Fleet_.

(_T. Dibdin_) _J. Braham._

Deserted by the waning moon,
When skies proclaim night's cheerless gloom,
On tower, fort, or tented ground,
The sentry walks his lonely round;
And should a footstep haply stray
Where caution marks the guarded way,
Who goes there? Stranger, quickly tell,
A friend. The word? Good-night. All