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Bring me a fairing from the town, at thy own proper coſt, A jug of nappy liquor brown; thy labor ſhan't be loſt. Jack made the hermit this reply, who then ſat in the cell, What's your requeſt I'll not deny, and ſo old dad farewell. At night, he being ſtout and ſtrong this lad he did not fail, But at his back lugged along a nappy jug of ale: Which when the hermit he beheld, it pleas'd him to the heart, Out of the ſame a cup he fill'd,                      and ſaid before we part, I have a pipe which l'll beſtow upon you never doubt, Whoever hears the ſame you blow, ſhall dance and ſkip about. I have a coat for the likewiſe, inviſible I mean, And it ſhall ſo bedim their eyes that thou ſhalt not be ſeen. If thou ſhould with an hundred meet when thus you paſs along, Although upon the open ſtreet not one of all the throng