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 And ſhe to him and he to her,

And they fell all together;

What Strife, what Dirdom, and what Din,

Boards fail’d, and all fell o’er there.

The harmleſs Calf began to blate,

And Hens fell of the Flake there;

And Cappie's Calf began to raer,

The Cow pull’d up her Stake there:

Miſchieveouſly came by a Dog,

And click’d her by the Lips there;

With that the Cow did wag her Tail,

And ſhe flung up her Hips there.

But had you heard the boiſt’rous Blaws

John Bucham's Dog endured there;

Such Whanks the Trenchers took the Walls

And fearful Oath’s were ſwore there.

The Pewter Spoons were Piſtol Shot,

And Doublers they redounded;

With Bottles, Pots, and Candleſticks,

Few of them eſcap’d unwounded.

The Sparks flew from the Chimney Top,

The Country Lads cry’d Fire there;

The Barrels not held in one Drop,

Which dreſt the Meat like Mire there:

The doating Hens fell off the Baulks,

Which fifteen Days had ſitten there,

The rotten Eggs fell down with Whacks,

And Kiſtern Craggs beſhitten there. the