[Music]

_Macheath._ The Miser thus a Shilling sees,
Which he's oblig'd to pay,
With sighs resigns it by degrees,
And fears 'tis gone for ay.

[Parting, and looking back at each other with fondness; he at one
Door, she at the other.

_Polly._ The Boy, thus, when his Sparrow's flown,
The Bird in Silence eyes;
But soon as out of Sight 'tis gone,
Whines, whimpers, sobs and cries.

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ACT II. SCENE I.

_A TAVERN near _Newgate_._

_Jemmy Twitcher_, _Crook-finger'd Jack_, _Wat Dreary_, _Robin of
Bagshot_, _Nimming Ned_, _Henry Paddington_, _Matt of the Mint_,
_Ben Budge_, and the rest of the Gang, at the Table, with Wine,
Brandy and Tobacco.

_Ben._ But pr'ythee, _Matt_, what is become of thy Brother _Tom_? I have
not seen him since my Return from Transportation.

_Matt._ Poor Brother _Tom_ had an Accident this time Twelve-month, and
so clever a made fellow he was, that I could not save him from those
fleaing Rascals the Surgeons; and now, poor Man, he is among the Otamys
at _Surgeons Hall_.

_Ben._ So it seems, his Time was come.

_Jemmy._ But the present Time is ours, and no body alive hath more. Why
are the Laws levell'd at us? are we more dishonest than the rest of
Mankind? What we win, Gentlemen, is our own by the Law of Arms, and the
Right of Conquest.

_Crook._ Where shall we find such another Set of Practical Philosophers,
who to a Man are above the Fear of Death?

_Wat._ Sound Men, and true!

_Robin._ Of try'd Courage, and indefatigable Industry!

_Ned._ Who is there here that would not die for his Friend?

_Harry._ Who is there here that would betray him for his Interest?

_Matt._ Shew me a Gang of Courtiers that can say as much.

_Ben._ We are for a just Partition of the World, for every Man hath a
Right to enjoy Life.

_Matt._ We retrench the Superfluities of Mankind. The World is
avaritious, and I hate Avarice. A covetous fellow, like a Jackdaw,
steals what he was never made to enjoy, for the sake of hiding it. These
are the Robbers of Mankind, for Money was made for the Free-hearted and
Generous, and where is the Injury of taking from another, what he hath
not the Heart to make use of?

_Jemmy._ Our several Stations for the Day are fixt. Good luck attend us
all. Fill the Glasses.

AIR XIX. Fill every Glass, &c.

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_Matt._ Fill every Glass, for Wine inspires us,
And fires us
With Cou