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THE MUSICAL
To worftiip, and call her bright goddefs is fine,
But mark you the confequence, mum :
The baggage will think herfelf realy divine,
And fcorn you, fcorn you,
She'll fcorn you as fure as a gun.
Then be with a maiden bold, frolic, and Rout,
And no opportunity fhun ;
She'll tell you me hates you, and fwear fhe'll cry out.
But mum — mum —
But mum — fhe's as fure as a gun.
SONG CXVIII.
HE STOLE MY TENDER HEART AWAY.
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The fields were green^the hills were gay, and
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birds were fmging on each fpray,Whtn Colin met
me in the grove, and told me tender tales of

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