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Lettered above image, upper center: "Publish'd June 16, 1806, by LAURIE & WHITTLE. 53. Fleet Street, London."; lettered below image: "NO REST IN THE GRAVE: __ OR | The Second appearance of Miss Bailey's Ghost. | Being a true & tragical Parody, on the favorite Song called "Nobody coming to marry me." Sung with | unbounded applause by Mr. R. Jones, at the Theatre Royal, Dublin. ___ Written by Mr. Kertland. | 1 | The Dogs had ceas'd to bark, | The silver Moon shone bright; | When in the lone Church Yard, | Stood poor Miss Bailey's sprite. | {Spoken | Crying} | Oh! what will become of me, | Ah! why did I die? | Nobody coming to bury me, | Nobody coming to cry, y!__ y!___ | Nobody coming &c. | 2 | The first time I saw Capt. Smith, | I was fair, tho' he treated me foul; | So here tete-a-tete with the Moon, | All night will I bellow & howl; | {Spoken | Singing} | Oh! what can the matter be, | My own ghost in the cold must expire; | While wicked Smith over his Ratifia, | Is roasting his shins at the Fire. at the &c. | 3 | The last time i saw my deluder, | H gave me a shabby Pound Note, | But i borrow'd his best Leather Breeches, | To wear with my wooden surtout; | And its_Oh! to be cover'd in decency, | For a grave I the Parson did pay; | But Capt. Smith's note, was a Forgery! | And i was turn'd out of my clay. | of my clay. | 4 | And here am I singing my song, Till almost the dawning of day; | Come Sexton, come Spectre, come Captain, | Will nobody take me away? -- | But hold _ yet I've a comfort let, | Delightful to most married fair, | Rather cold _ & of many a joy bereft, | Yet still, I've the BREECHES TO WEAR. | to wear."