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DOCTOR STAFFORD,
ONE evening as I walked
down by the rocks of Mode,
I having all things ready
juft, going to fee a fiiend ;
It’s there I fpied a young nnaft
of wit and beanty bright.
And to my fad misfortune
he’s pruv’d my bean’s delight.
I cannot blame this young man
bccaufe he does not know ;
I’m afraid the want of money
will be my overthrow ;
I’m afraid the want of money
will my fad rum prove ;
,One look from his fweet glances
would cure the pains of love.
We’ll fend for dc&or Richcfon,
he being a man of (kill.
To fee the weaver’s daughter,
whole lying very ill:
To lee the weaver’s daughter,
on fick bed where (he lay.
All for the dc&or's premier,
who Hole her heart away.
It’s in came dodlor Richefon,
likewifs hia brother Jolitb

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