"I'll wager Jack Sheppard's best was when the noose was round his neck.

The rascal will trouble nervous folks no more.

After all he was of some use.

See that drunken rabble.

But for the brave show he made at Tyburn yesterday, would those ladies and gentlemen be merry making, think you, and would the tavern keepers and the gin sellers be putting money in their pockets ?" Gay turned his eyes to the open window.
"I don't want to think of the rascally knave or the rabble either.