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II. Wallflowers, wallflowers, Growing up so high, All you young ladies Are meant to die.
Excepting little------,
She is the best of all.
She can skip, and she can dance,
She can turn the candlestick.
O my, fie for shame,
Turn your back to the wall again.
—From London maidservant (Miss E. Chase).
III. Willy, willy wallflower, Growin' up so high, We are all maidens, |
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We shall all die.
Excepting------,
She's the youngest daughter,
She can hop,
She can skip, She can turn the candlestick.
Fee, fie, shame, shame, Turn your backs together again :—
------, your sweetheart is dead,
He's sent you a letter to turn back your head.
—Wakefield, Yorks (Miss Fowler). |
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