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OF CHOICE SONG. zfi
While he the church- fervice in hafte ramblM o'er.
The hugs found a way thro' his old cellar-door,
And by the flrong Rent to the beer- barrel led,
Had knock'd out the fpigot, or cock, from its head.
Derry down, &c.
Out fpouted the liquor abroad on the ground.
The unbidden guefts qu^fFM it merrily round j
Nor from their diverfion and merriment ceas'd.
Till ev'ry hog there was as drunk as a beaft,
Derry down, &c.
And now the grave lefture and prayVs at an end^
He brings along with him a neighbouring friend,
To be a partaker of Sunday's good cheer,
And tafte his delightful Ocloljer brew'd beer,
Derry down, &c.
The dinner was ready, the things were laid fnug,
Here, wife, fays the parfoii, go fetch up a m\ig j
But a mug of what ho had fcarce time to tell her.
When, yonder, faid flie, are the hogs in the cellar !
Derry down, &c.
To be Cure they've got in when we were at prayVs s
To be fnre you're a fool, faid he, get you down ftairs^
And bring what I bid you, or fee what's the matter,
For now I myfef hear a grunting and clatter.
Derry down, &c.
She went ; and, returning, with forrowful face,
In fuit^ble phrafes reh^ted the cafe :
He rav'd like a madman about in the room,
And then beat his wife and the hogs with the broom 5
Derry down, &c.
Lord ! kufband, faid fiie, w hnt a coil you keep here.
About a poor beggarly barrel of bter ;
You fliould '* in yen troubles, udfchances and eroffes^
Remember the patience of Job in his loiTes^"
Derry down, &c.