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Pleasant and Divertive.
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H Jenny gin your Eyes do kill,
You'll let me tell my pain ;
Gud Faith, I lov'd against my will,
Yet wad not break my Chain :
Ize once was call'd a bonny Lad,
'Till that fair Face of yours,
Betray'd the Freedom once I had,
And all my blither hours.
And now wey's me, like Winter looks,
My faded show'ring Eyn ;
And on the Banks of shaded Brooks,
I pass my wearied time :
Ize call the Streams that glideth on,
To witness, if they see,
On all the brink they glide along,
So true a Swain as I.
A SONG.
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