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Aud taurder my children aoaicfi: nature's Ia',v»,
1 tcck you for ethers. 0 fata! miftake,
Slice I was bewitched ! my ions for your fake.
H! fink hsneaih forrow, uive way to defpair,
1 will breath ny life oar till death end my cate,
Then (bail I meet you on a happier fhorc.
Where I will be ab e to kiil you co more.
THE LUCK T ESCAPE
T that onee was a ploaghman a lailor am nowj
No lark that aloft in the lky;
1 > t> lalK xiMt wllUiv III tiiC iK-j f
Ever flitier’d his winyrs to give fpeed to the plougl j
tfas io gay and fo cartlefs as I,
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War fo gay and (o carelefs a* I;
But my friend was a carpenttr a board a Ling’
And 1 c ax’d me to go jufl to fcj for a trip
And be talk'd of iyeb things
As if lailora wete kings,
And fo teafing did keep
That l left my poor plow to go ploughing the <J<
No longer the horn call'd me up in the nn
No longer the horn call’d mt up ia the moi
I trailed the carpenter and the inconfUnt wind,
That made me for to go and leave my dear behh
I did not like much to be a boai d a filip
When in danger there is no door to creep outB
I lik’d the jolly tars I lik’d bumbo and flip
Butctid not l:ke rocking about:
By aod by came a hurrican, 1 did not like that,
Next a battle that many a fatlor Ja cl flat j
Ah 1 cried f, who would roam,
That like me had a home :
When I’d few and I’d reap.
Ere I left my poor plough to go ploughing in j
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