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4 With her winks and biinks, this waddling minx, Her quizzing glass. her liver and sidle, O, she sighed to this Dragoon, Bless your long sword, &c.

Soon he led unto the church the beauteous Mrs Flinn, Who a walnut could hare crack’d ’tween her lovely nose and chin ; Oh ! then such winks in marriage links, The four foot bride from church did sidle. As the wife of this Dragoon, with his long sword, &.c.

A twelvemonth scarce had pass’d when he laid her under ground, Soon he threw the onion from his eyes and touch'd ten thousand pound ! For her winks and blinks her money chinks, He does not let her cash lie idle ! So long life to this Dragoon, with his long sword, &c.

Will Watch. Twas one morn when the wind from the northward blew keenly. While sulluenlv roar’d the big waves of the main, A fam’d smuggler. Will Watch, kiss’d his Sue, then serenely Took helm, and to sea boldly steered out again.