Four songs

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fee how he's run away with all my gingerbread !__
Here, walk, walk ſupoſe you think this man's
alive he's no more alive than you are !— Who's
the next puts in a penny and tries his luck here
again? all prizes here, and no blanks !____Now's
your time to ſee that celebrate ! vonderful vooden
Roſeius Mr Punch, for the ſmall charge of one
penny !-----Rot, tot, &c.__________Hi down, &c.
O the whirligigs of Bartlemy fair-o.

          JOCKEY THE SREPUERD.

AS Jockey went out in a fine dewey morning,
He careleſsly laid himſelf under a buſh,
He had not been long there till a dameſel came by
And on this young youth ſhe caſt a languiſhing eye

Did you ſee my ewes my bonny young man
With two little lambs that ſtray'd from their dam,
If you did gentls thepherd, come tell me I pray,
For my ewes and ewe lambs do careleſsly ſtay.

O yes, my faireſt creature, I ſaw them paſs by,
Down in yonder green wood there they do lye.
She turn'd right courteouſly and thank'd him with
a bluſh,
Where Jockey ſollow'd after her and lay in a buſh

She rang'd the green woods over and no lammies
could find,
She iuſtantly blam'd the young ſwain in her mind,