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 The Golden Days of Good Queen Beſs.

O my muſe give attention, and deem it not a myſtery, If we jumble together muſic, poetry, and hiſtory: The times to diſplay in the days of Queen Beſs, Sir, Whoſe name and whoſe mem’ry poſterity may bleſs, Sir. O the golden days of good Queen Beſs; Merry be the memory of good Queen Beſs.

Then we laugh’d at the bugbears of Dons and Armadas, With their gunpowder puffs, and their blustering bravadoes; For we knew how to manage both the muſket and the bow, Sir, And cou'd bring down a Spaniard just as eaſy as a crow, Sir. O the, &c.

Then our ſtreets were unpav’d and our houſes were thatch’d, Sir, Our windows were lattic’d, and our doors only latch’d, Sir; Yet ſo few were the folks that would plunder and rob, Sir, That the Hangman was ſtarving for want of a job, Sir. O the, &c.