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[Music ]
ONe long Whitson Holliday,
Holliday, Holliday, 'twas a Jolly day;
Young Ralph, Buxom Phillida, Phillida, a welladay,
Met in the Peas:
They long had community,
He lov'd her, she lov'd him,
Joyful Unity, nought but Opportunity,
scanting was wanting their bosoms to Ease:
But now Fortunes Cruelty, Cruelty,
You will see, for as they lye,
In close Hugg, Sir Domine Gemini, Gomini,
chanc'd to come by;
He read Prayers i' th' Family,
No way now to frame a Lie,
They scar'd at old Homily, Homily, Homily,
both away fly.
Home, soon as he saw the Sight, full of Spight,
As a Kite runs the Recubite,
Like a noisy Hypocrite, Hypocrite, Hypocrite,
mischief to say;
Save he, wou'd fair Phillida, Phillida, Phillida:
Drest that Holy day,
But poor Ralph, Ah welladay, welladay, welladay,
turn'd was away,
Ads niggs crys Sir Domini, Gemini, Gomini,
Shall a Rogue stay,
To baulk me as commonly, commonly, commonly,
has been his way,
No I serve the Family,
They no nought to blame me by,
I'll read Prayers and Homily, Homily, Homily,
three times a day.
