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To the shepherd's bewitching gay innocent chat,
 I could listen for ever, O dear! I'm so pleas'd.

My grandmother frowns, & protests I'm too young,
 with the lesson of Cupid so soon to be teaz'd,
But so sweet is the honey that falls from his tongue,
 I laugh at my grandmam, O dear! I'm so pleas'd.

Should he ask me to wed, as he hinted to-day,
 when my hand he so soft & so tenderly squeez'd,
He's so pretty a swain that I can't say him nay,
 I'm resolv'd to be marry'd, O dear! I'm so pleas'd.

A TRIP TO THE FAIR.

ALL you young people, wherever you be,
Give your attention, and listen to me;
In the song that I sing, all the truth you shall hear,
Of the drolls and diversions of fam'd ——— fair.
 To my fal de ral, these are the humours of, etc.

 With great preparation the fair is begun,
For most of young people they like to see sun;
Some on horse, some on foot, same in chaises repair,
Some crowded on waggons they ride to the fair.
  To my fal de ral, these are the, etc.

 Wheelwrights and blacksmiths, carpenters too,
Wives, children, & sweethearts, believe me 'tis true,
Farmers and servants, journeymen from their jobs,
Taylors and barbers, and millers and snobs.
  To my fal de ral, these are the, etc.

 Apprentices too who made a bold venture,
And trespass'd a little beyond their indenture,
You might see them a treating their mistress's maid,
For letting them in when their master's in bed.
  To my fal de ral, these are the, etc.