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( 19 ) The Quaker, miſtreſs, and her maid,

when they the pipe did hear.

All caper’d to the tune he play’d

and all their courſe did ſteer

Into the ſtreet, where they advanc’d

naked, ſave ſmock and ſhirt.

Like Morrice-dancers they did prance,

up to their knees in dirt.

They caper’d high, the piſs did fly,

over thcir heads and ears

And then it ran down violently

like drops of brinny tears.

The Quaker ſaid by Yea and Nay,

we are bewitch'd all three;

I heard a pair of bagpipes play,

yet no one can I ſee.

He brougnt them to the very oak

where the Inn keeper lay;

And for a while he never ſpoke,

but on his pipes did play.