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JULT.
Whunaby, if in your box you’ll stay,
I’ll bring a candle, to let you see.
Sir John.
To light my fiscal to you and mo !—
Of it he’d soon make a pretty joke.
By a glimpse, should he any thing smoke ! —
No—Let’s do without help when we can ;
I’ll soon follow a much wiser plan,
By which he shall neither see nor hear;
Neither (ball I in the scheme appear.—
Shoes off. I'll steal to a room up stairs,
I’ th’ dark.
(takes off bis shoes J
July.
But you’ve not yet said your prayers.
Sib John.
I’ll not do that ’till guilt I renounce,
And get a discharge for all at once;
. One long prayer will then clear the account,.
When we know, exact, the full amount
(coming out of the Box* J
Lud! I’ve cut my shins on these sharp coals 1
July.
So much good, from being found in such holes.
Had you allowed me to bring a light,
Your legs had still been heal, clean, and right.
if
Sir John.
% I hear the grue, as fure’s I’m alive 1