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The lilly's ſweet and frequent charms
may ſtill more aid implore,
For all its ſweets this Flower diſarms,
the Maid of Carron-ſhore.
Then ever blooming may you be,
ſhould I ne'er ſee you more;
Yet ſtill your charms are dear to me,
ſweet Maid of Carrón ſhore.
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THE
JOLLY FARMER.
You jolly brave fellows who incline to be mellow
I pray you attend and ſit eaſy,
One jorum in quiet, my lads we will buy it,
Too long thinking will make a man crazy;
It's here I am a king, I will laugh, dance & ſing,
Let no man appear as a ranger;
But ſhow me the aſs that will refuſe his glaſs,
And I'll order him graſs in a manger.
By plowing, and ſowing, reaping and mowing,
Kind Nature ſupports me with plenty;
I have a cellar in ſtore, with a plentiful board,
My garden affords me all dainties:
