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( 7 ) The little man reply'd, If you'll be my little bride, (&c. I will raiſe my littlenotes a little higher though I've little for to prate, Yet my little heart is great. By the little god of love I'm on fire, fire, fire

The little maid reply'd, If I be your little bride, Pray, what would you give me to eat? &c. Would the flame that you're ſorichin Light a fire into the kithen, Or the little god of love turn the ſpit,&c.

The little man reply'd, And ſome ſaid a little cry'd, (&c. For his little heart was fill'd with ſorrow With the little that I have, I will be your little ſlave, row, &c. And the reſt, my little dear, we will bor-

Thus did the little gent. Make the little maid relent, Forherlittle heart began for to beat, &.c. Though his offers were but ſmall, She accepted of them all; fate, &c.

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THink, my faireſt, how delay, danger every moment brings;