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And when that I could run alone, Stock still I never stood, The ducks were my companions, As I weddled throʻ the mud. Such a beauty, &c.

Then I learned to be musical, And got off songs so pat, I could grunt bass like any pig, Mew treble like a cat. Such a beauty, &c.

Then I went to a dancing-school, For to be finish'd there, And they said I danc'd a minuet, As graceful as a bear. Such a beauty, &c.

With a mountebank a candidate, I beat them all quite hollow, And I won this pretty gold-laced hat, By grinning thro' a collar. Such a beauty, &c.

My name is Tommy Herring, As every body knows, They stick me in the barley-fields To frighten off the crows. Such a beauty, &c.

Curtis was old Hodge's Wife

CURTIS was old Hodge's wife, For virtue none was ever such, She led, so pure, so chaste a life,