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THE GOLDEN TREASURY OF |
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But, "Lucius," says she,
'• Since you've now made so free,
You may marry your Molly Malone,
Oh one! You may marry your Molly Malone."
There's a moral contained in my song, Not wrong,
And, one comfort, it's not very long, But strong:
If for widows you die,
Learn to kiss, not to sigh
For they're all like sweet Mistress Malone ! Ohone!
Oh ! they're very like Mistress Malone ! |
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THE POPE HE LEADS A HAPPY LIFE
From the German
THE Pope he leads a happy life, He knows no cares nor marriage strife; He drinks the best of Rhenish wine — I would the Pope's gay lot were mine.
But yet not happy in his life — He loves no maid or wedded wife, Nor child hath he to cheer his hope — I would not wish to be the Pope.
The Sultan better pleases me, He leads a life of jollity Has wives as many as he will — I would the Sultan's throne then fill. |
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