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The BtiGGAR's OPERA, Aa IT,
A I R XXXVL Irljh Trot:
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Polly. I am bubbled,
Lucy. /v^ bubbled.
Polly. how I am troubled!
Lucy. Bambouzled, and bit /
Polly. j^| Dijlrejfes are doubled.
Lucy. When you come to the Tree, /hould the Hangman refufe,
Thcfe Fingers, with Pkafure, could fajlen the Noofe.
Polly, rm bubbled, &c.
Mach. Be pacified, my dear Z.«^-— This is all a Fetch of
Polly's, to make me defperate with you in cafe 1 get off. If 1
am hang'd, {he would fain have the Credit of being thought my
Widow Really, Polly, this is no time for a Difpute of tht3
iort ; for whenever you are talking of Marriage, 1 am thinking
of Hanging.
Polly. And haft thou the Heart to perfift in difowning me?
. Mach. And haft thou the Heart to perfift in perfuading me that
I am married ? Why, Polly, doft thou feek to aggravate my
Misfortunes \
Lucy. Really, Mifs Peachum, you but expofe yourfelf. Be*
fides, 'tis barbarous in you to worry a Gentleman in his Cir*
cumftances.
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