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The Jovful Widower. Tun' Maggy Latjder
We livcl full one-and-twenty years,
A man and wife together;
At length from me her courfe fhe fteer'd.
And gone I know not whither:
Would I could guefs, I do profefs,
I fpeak and do not flatter,
Of all the women in the world,
I never would come at her.
Her body is beftowed well,
A handfome grave does hide her;
But fure her foul is not in'hefi,
The de'il would ne'er abide her.
I rather think fhe is aloft,
And imitating, thunder,
For why; methinks I hear her voice.
Tearing the clouds ufunder.

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