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Her mein is compleat,
like the form of her person;
She's kind, and she’s tender,.
and dearest to me;
The fairest of women,
without all exception,
That e’er grac’d the high
and sweet banks of the, Dee
For had I been born
in the highest condition,
And heir to a sceptre
and crown of a king,
All riches to me
would be empty ambition,
If wanting young Jenny
of sweet Aberdeen.
   That lovely young, &c.

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Black Eyed Susan.

All in the Downs the fleet was moor’d,
The streamers waving in the wind,
When black eye’d Susan came cn board,
Oh! where shall I my true love find?
Tell me, ye jovial Sailors, tell me true,
Does my sweet William sail among your crew?

William, then high upon the yard,
Rock’d by the billows to and fro,