y decidedly is, as I have not passed the place for ten years and more,
the following:

"Rest, traveller, rest; lo! Cooper's hand
Obedient brings two pots at thy command.
Rest, traveller, rest, and banish thoughts of care.
Drink to thy friends, and recommend them here."

2. The Robin Hood inscription is found, with a very little variation, in
front of a public-house at Cherryhinton, at the corner of the road to
Fulbourn, in this county.

3. Who can forget the suggestion by Walter Scott, of

"Drink, weary traveller, drink and _pay_,"

as a motto for the public-house at Flodden? (See Lockhart's _Life of
Scott_, cap. xxv.)

I remember seeing the following in the parlour of a house at Rancton, I
believe in Norfolk:

"More beer score clerk
For my my his
Do trust pay sent
I I must have
Shall if I brewer
What and and my."[6]

P. J. F. GANTILLON.

[Footnote 6: Begin with the bottom word of the right-hand column and read
upwards, treating the other columns in a similar way.]

In Deansgate, Manchester, under an artistic representation of Llangollen
Castle, is the following:

"Near the above place, in a vault,
There is such liquor fixed,
You'll say that water, hops, and malt
Were never better mixed."

As a parallel to the case cited by NEWBURIENSIS, I may mention the sign of
the "BROWN COW," near the village of Glodwick, Oldham:

"This cow gives such liquor,
'Twould puzzle a viccar" [_sic_].

JOHN SCRIBE.

The following verse from the sign-board of the Bull Inn at Buckland near
Dover, may not be an uninteresting addition to your list of poetical tavern
signs.

"The bull is tame, so fear him not,
All the while you pay your shot;
When money's gone, and credit's bad,
It's that which makes the bull run mad!"

FRAS. BRENT.

Sandgate.

At the Red Lion, Stretton, near Warmington:

"The Lion is strong, the Cat is vicous[_sic_],
My ale is good, and so is my liquors."

E. P. PALING.

February 20, 1854.

At Swainsthorpe, a village five miles from Norwich, on the road to Ipswich,
is a public-house known as the "Dun Cow." Under the portrait of the cow, in
former days, stood the following couplet:

"Walk in, gentlemen; I trust you'll find
The dun cow's milk is to your mind."

{332} Whether it still remains I know not, as many years have gone by since
I passed that way.

T. B. B. H.

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