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That if my minute-glaſs goes right we've time to drink the other pitcher. It's not yet day, &c.

They tell me if I'd work all day, and ſleep by night, I'd grow the richer, But what is all the world's delight compar'd with mirth, my friend & pitcher. It's not yet day, it's not yet day, then why ſhould we leave good liquor, 'Till the ſun beams are und us play, we'll ſit and take the other pitcher. It's not yet day, &c.

They tell me Tom las got a wife, whoſe portions will make him richer, I envy nor his happy life, give me good health, my friend & pitcher. It's got yet day it's not yet day, then why ſhould we leave good liquor, 'Till the ſun beans around us play, we'll fit and take the other pitcher, It's not yet day, &c.

Savourna Delish.

Oh! the moment was sad, when my love an parred, Savourna Delish Shighan Oh! As I kiss'd off her tears I was nigh brok hearted Savourna &c. Wan was her cheek which hung on my shou Damp was her hand, no marble was colder, I felt that I never again should behold her, Savourna &c.