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 INTRIGUES MALLY DYVER.

OW Jeany Dyver ſhe is dead, Her daughter Mally doth ſucceed; Her name in London's known full well, But who's her father none can tell. O rare Mally Dyver! O rare Mally O!

Young Mally's beautiful and fair, With roſy cheeks, and coal-black hair; A handome ſhape, and rolling eye Young men take care ſhe's wond'rous fly. O rare Mally Dyver! &c.

Mall being a maid of noted fame, To Briſtol city briſkly came; One day ſhe went to take the air, How ſhe behav'd you ſoon ſhall hear. O rare Mally Dyver! &c.

A rich old Miſer near the 'Change, He was inflam'd with Mally's charms, Altho' his age was ſeventy-three, He dearly lov'd her company. O rare Mally Dyver! &c.

A coach-and fix he did prepare, His ſweetheart Mally for to air; A watch, twizers, and golden rings, Wish many other cotly things. O rare Mally Dyver! &c.