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Being too servile trades for a lass of such mettle.
Now since I've describ'd the Cobler’s daughter
Whole conduct, no doubt, will create some laughter;
I’ll give you a sketch of the tippler’s own life,
And the end of my song will tell of his wife.
At three or four in the afternoon he goes to bed,
Thus he suffers himself by drink to be led ;
At one in the morning, he rises again.
And then to get at his work is very sain.
He works till his daughter and wife do arise,
To work after that, is what he doth despise ;
Out he goes after breakfast, and gives a wink.
Then sets to the ale-house all day for to drink
He tipples the morning and all the forenoon,
When daughter and wife’s in bed he mends his shoon;
In the afternoon drunk he goes to repose,
