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| Now I confeſs I am in Love
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| Be merry in ſorrow, why are you ſo ſad
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| Amerillis told her ſwaine
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| Call for the Maſter oh this is fine
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| Once I was ſad till I grew to be mad
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| When firſt Mardike was made a Prey
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| Of all the Crafts that I do know
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| The thirſty Earth drinks up the Rain
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| To friend and to foe
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| The Faſhions
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| Tobacco that is withered quite
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| There was a Jovial Tinker
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| Now Gentlemen if you will hear
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| The Hunt is up
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| Of an old ſouldier of the Queen
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| If thou will know how to chuſe a ſhrew
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| Come my delicate bonny ſweet Betty
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| Nay prethee don’t fly me &c.
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| A fox a fox up Gallant to the field
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| Ah Ah come ſee what’s here
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