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The CoblerV Of era. 9
Courtfliip fixteen Months, and I found at lafl: it was
upon di /honourable Terms.
Mel. Pray, Mrs. Welfleet, don't exprefs fuch bitter
Things to him that trembles every Time he fees you.
AIR II. O the bonny Moggy.
O ?ny lovely Peggy,
On my Knee I beg you
Ceafe to frown, and [natch my Heart from Tain:
%)o but view my Anguifh,
How I fine and languifh,
When thofe Eyes are pointed with Difdain.
Give Refentment over,
Hear your faithful Lover,
Or my throbbing Heart wilt f flit in twain:
Let my Ditty
Move your \Pity$
'Bind me in the happy Lover* s Chain.
'Peg, Oh, you Men, you Men ! Well, I'll fay no more 5
but if you are not a bafe, falfe Wretch, convince me,
and prevent that forward Slut, your Daughter's Mar-
riage.
Mel. My Daughter's Marriage I I vow you furprize
me.
Teg. Well then, let me furprize you more : She's to
meet Harry Tyefleet, at the George Ale-hotife, within
this half Hour, to go and be married.
Mel. How, Harry Tyefleetl Why, is their VefTel come
up?
Teg. Yes, Sir, this Morning. There, Sir, that will
convince you. I got Mr. Collogne, at the Brandy-Shop,
to read it to me. You'll find how fond (lie is.
Mel. Reads.
5Dear Jenny.
"Twas with much to do I prevailed with my Fa-
ther to let me make this jTrip, before I was facri-
ficd to One my Heart's an utter Stranger to : But
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