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 His wife ſhe in a poſſion roſe, And ſays, Husband, I'do ſuppoſe You love this place better than me, No credit to your family. O rare Mally Dyver! &c.

I did this only for to try To find out Mally's honeſty; She is an honeſt, girl I fin' As ever dwelt in Drury-Lane. O rare Mally, Dyvcr! &c.

The rich old Miſer, as I heard ſay, For London town he took his way, His ſweetheart Mally to attack, But his attempts were all too late. O rare Mally Dyver! &c.

When that young Mally Dyver found, Her old ſweetheart was come to town, She hir'd another in her place, Which prov'd the Miſer's ſad diſgrace. O rare Mally Dyver! &c.

The houſe was ſearched with all ſpeed, In which he found the ſervant maid; So ſhe to Newgate ſtraight was fent, But Mally did the ſuit prevent. O rare Mally Dyver! &c.

She hir'd a Lawyer in the town, To whom ſhe gave full fifty pound. 7o piead her cauſe before them all: How ſhe behav'd, declare I ſhall. ''O rare. Mally Dyver!'' &c.