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( 22 ) When the Corpſe was conveyed down ftairs, each perſon was ſerved decentiy round with a leaf of red cabbage, inſtead of a ſprig of roſemary. Then the Corpſe was hoiſted, on the thoulders of fix Piece-brokers, having each of them this motto: The Taylor ſeals, we buy. The Pall was ſupported by thoſe who fold Stay-tape, Buckram, and Canvas. The Corpſe was followed down Cloth-fair by thirty-fix Mafter Caylors, cach 'having a yard in his right hand, with a parchment ſtreamer at the end of it, with this motto: We Taylors, by cur art and trade, Do often mend what wrong is made. Next followed twenty-four woollen.drapers, two-by-two, and bearing on their breaſts this motto: We deal in Wool, but can't forbear - To deal, alas! Sometimes in hair. Then followed the like number of But. con-makers, wringing their hands with this motto: Man's but a Butten, by my ſoul! Тbe very Grave's a Button-hole. After theſe, followed a vaſt number of city ricketty hopper arfed beaux, who had! been padded up, and made into a complete gentlemen, by the deceaſed limb-trimmer,
