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 Now, now repenting,

That he had let her fly,

Himself he thus accus'd,

What a dull and a stupid

Blockhead was I,

That such a chance abus’d ?

To my shame 'twill now,

On the plains be said,

Damon a virgin

Asleep betray’d,

With a fa, la, la, &c.

And let her go a maid.

ehold, from many a hostile shore,

And all the dangers of the main,

Where billows mount, and tempests roar,

Your faithful Tom returns again;

Returns, and with him brings a heart

That ne'er from Sally shall depart.

After long toils and troubles past,

How sweet to trade our native soil,

With conquest to return at last;

And deck cur sweethearts with the spoil!

No one to beauty should pretend,

But such as dare its right defend.