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 De'il rive their ſark gangs hame to night

I'll have her had ſhe not a ſmock

If ye'll conſent we'll call up Jock,

And raiſe up Doll to fetch a drink,

Come Beſſy ſpeak what do you think:

The old wife cock'd her chin and ſpoke,

Why ſurely, Tom, you do but joke:

If ye're ſincere as ye are warm

And means to do my bairn no harm.

Ye ken ny daughter Jane's but young,

And may be eafy overcome;

So court her firſt, hear what ſhe'll ſay,

We'll have a drink and fix the day,

Her daughter Jane with modeſt grace,

And fingers ſpread before her face,

Cry'd, mother Tommy's won my heart

If ye'll conſent we'll never part;

I love him as I do my life,

And wou'd be glad to be his wife,

When Beſſy heard her daughter Jane

Declare herſelf ſo very plain,

The houſe was in an inſtant raiſ'd

Grey-beard was waſh'd the fire bleaz'd;

Strong beer was fetch'd, tobacco too,

Old Beſſy drank till ſhe was fou;

Then reel'd to Tom with her conſent,

And ſpew'd hier liquour as ſhe went,

Old Jock and Doll lay on the floor,

For they cou'd drink and ſpew no more.

Our lovers now have all the play,

They bill, and fix their wedding day,

Things are concluded tor the beſt.