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VI. THE JOLLY BEGGARS |
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What tho' with hoary locks I must stand the winter shocks, Beneath the woods and rocks oftentimes for a home ! When the t'other bag I sell, and the t'other bottle tell, I could meet a troop of hell at the sound of a drum. |
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[No. 247.] |
RECITATIVO.
He ended; and the kebars sheuk
Aboon the chorus roar; While frighted rattons backward leuk,
An* seek the be12most bore : A fairy fiddler frae. the neuk,
He skirl'd out, ' Encore !' But up arose the martial chuck,
An' laid the loud uproar:— |
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Tune : Sodger laddie [Orpheus Caledonius, 1733, No. 27.] |
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