sofas. "All to the grave your love to cool;" She say?, "I am not dead, you fool!" Says the ghost says he, "vy, that's no rule." Fol de riddle !ol, &c. The ghost he seimd her all so gr/m, Fol de addle 1oi, &c. All for to go along with him, Fol de riddle 1ol, &e. "Come, come," said he, "ere tooming's hea?," "I vont," said she, and she screamed a scream, Then she woke, and found she dreamed a Fol de riddle 1ol, &c. MY BEAUTIFUL SPOUSE. AwAY with those poor married fellows, Whose dearies are reckoned divine! A husband never can be jealous ?Whose wife is as frightful as mine. Since deformity's stamp/s upon her, I cry, when abroad I would stump, Adieu! if I can't trust your honor, My love, I rely on your hum?hen away, &c Married beauties may yield to a stranger, My rib need not fear such disgrace; Her virtue is never in danger, The moment you look at face; o Bu: her face has not many beholders, . For at tho? wh,o are false to their he? _. 8o high she has ?gged up her shoulders, They almost have covered her head. Then away, I am safe from each common 'occasion �.That troubles a married man's life;
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