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 13 And ſounds of joy in echo dies.

The bridegroom now appears in ſight,

They all receive him with delight,

Clap hands and bid him welcome there,

And place him in the elbow chair;

Auld Beſſy glad at his approach,

Brings on the cakes and barrel broach,

Then Tommy goes and kiſſes Jenny,

And ſays to her, how do you my hinny?

Pluck up your heart and never fear.

What makes you be ſo fad, my dear?

The prieſt will tell us what to ſay,

'Tis nothing but a perfect play;

I have the ring, and all things ready,

And faith thou's buſked like any lady,

Thou looks ſo briſk it does me good;

Be quiet Tom, thou'll cramp my hood.

Come let us haſte and go away,

Perhaps we make the parſon ſtay:

And that you knows not fit to be,

Becauſe we are not quality.

They all riſe up, and think it time,

They haſte for church for clocks ſtruck nine

Two luſty lads, well dreſs'd and ſtrong,

Stepp'd out to lead the bride along,

And two young maids of equal ſize

As ſoon the bridegoom's hands ſurpriſe;

The pipers wind and take their poſt,

And go before to clear the coaſt,

Then all the vaſt pernicious crowd,

With thund'ring tongues, and feet as loud,

Toſſ up their hats, clap hands, and hollow;