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5 He pinch’d as much out of the ſame

as made a marble bag.

His coat was ſpoii’d then being made

it came not to his knee:

Jack in a raging paſſion ſaid,

I’ll be reveng’d on thee.

The Knight he having kill’d a goat

whoſe ſkin was full as black

I do declare as any ſoot;

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 grumbled like a bear,

and did ſuch anticks play;

As made the taylor then to ſtare,

and tremble where he lay.

ſeeing the horns hang o’er his head,

his body ſhort and thick,

The taylor ſaid, Speak who art thou?

quoth Jack, thy friend Old Nick;

Thou haſt obey’d my orders well,

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