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91 He stopp'd and took the penny up:

And when the Cripple nearer drew,

Quoth Andrew, "Under half-a-crown,

What a man finds is all his own,

And so, my Friend, good day to you."

And hence I said, that Andrew's boys

Will all be train'd to waste and pillage;

And wish'd the press-gang, or the drum

With its tantara sound, would come

And sweep him from the village!