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 ( 8 ) Let's never be faint hearted, let’s always be valiant and stout, Be like unto bold Granby that’s rang’d the world about.

From Love in a Village.

WHEN I follow’d a lass that froward and shy, O I stuck to her stuff till I made her comply, O I took her so lovingly round the waist, And I smac d her lips, and held her saft ; When hugg’d and haul'd, She squeel’d and squall’d. But tho’ she vow’d all I did was in vain, Yet I pleas’d her so well that she bore it again, Then, hoity roity, Whisking, frisking. Green was her gown upon the grass, O such were the joys of our dancing days.

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