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4 see how he's run away with all my gingerbread !—

Here valk, valk I suppose you think this man's

alive he's no more alive than you are!—— Who's

the next puts in a penny and tries his luck here

again? all prizes here, and no blanks!- Now's

your time to see that celebrated vonderful vooden

Mr Punch, for the small charge of one

penny !- Rot, tot, &c .— Hi down, &c.

O the whirligigs of Bartlemy fair-o.

JOCKEY THE SHEPHERD.

As Jockey went out in the fine dewey morning,

He carelessly laid himself under a bush,

He had not been long there till a damesel came by

And on this young youth she cast a languishing eye

Did you see my ewes my bonny young man,

With two little lambs that stray’d from their dam,

If you did, gentle shepherd, come tell me I pray,

For my ewes and ewe lambs do carelessly stray.

O yes, my fairest creature, I saw them pass by,

Down in yonder green wood there they do lye.

She turn’d right courteously and thank'd him with a blush,

Where Jockey follow’d after her and lay in a bush

She rang’d the green woods over and no lammies could find,

She instantly blam’d the young swain in her mind,