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Pleasant and Diver live. 125
From Head to Foot,
She holds him to't,
And Jumps as high as he ;
O how they do spring it,
Flounce it and fling it,
Under the Green-wood Tree.
With Ribbond red in Hat on Head,
Young Ralph doth skip and jump ;
Joan has a new long Scarf of blue ;
That reaches to her Rump :
With Petticoats
As light as Moats,
Which in the Sun we see ;
O ! how they did skip it,
Tra?nple and Trip it,
Under the Green-wood Tree.
No time is spent with more content,
In City, Court, or Camp ;
W e fear no Covent- Garden Gout,
Nor Pickadilly Cramp :
From Scurvy we
Are always free.
And evermore shall be ;
So long as we Whisk it,
Frig it and frisk it,
Under the Gree/i-wood Tree.
On Meads and Launs, we trip like Fauns,
Like Fillies, Kids, or Lambs ;
We have no twinge to make us cringe
Or crinkle in the Hams :
When some Disease
Doth on us seize,
With one Consent go we ;
To Jigg it and Jirk it,
Caper and Ferk it,
Under the Green-wood Tree.
When

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