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His coat was ſpoil’d, then being made

it came not to his knee:

Jack in a wrath and paſſion, ſaid;

I’ll be reveng’d on thee.

The taylor was a ſingle man

who lived in the town.

Quoth Jack, I am reſolv’d anon

for to affright this clown.

The Knight he having kill’d a goat,

whoſe ſkin was full as black

I do declare as any fool;

this project pleaſed Jack.

He wrapt it round him like a gown,

at twelve o’clock at night,

And then he rambled thro’ the town

this taylor to affright.

He through a window did advance,

near to the taylor’s bed,

And round the room did ſkip and dance,

with horns upon his head.

He growl’d and grumbl'd like a bear,

and did ſuch antics play;

As made the taylor then to ſtare,

and tremble where he lay.

Seeing the horns hang o’er his head,

his bodv ſhort and thick,

The taylor ſaid, Speak who thou artǃ

quoth Jack, Thy friend Old Nick,

Thou haſt obey’d my orders well,

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