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SWEET PEGGY ALAVAN.

I’m reftlefs in mind, and always uneafy,

Since I loft my jewel, nothing can plcafe me:

Her breafts like a fwan on the water a playing,

Sure no one on earth's like my Peggy Alavan.

When firft l beheld this dear angel fo bright,

She appear’d like Auroro, fhe dazzl'd my fight!

Her fkin is fo fair,, and her mein fo charming,

I would chufe for my valentine Peggy Alavan.

My Peggy fhe’s fair, fhe’s charming and young,

And if fhe don’t love me I'm furely undone!

Let me go where I will, I can find no fuch maiden!

She's the jimp of all fwains, my Peggy Alavan.

Had I but my Peggy, I wou‘d afk for no more,

She's a far greater treafure than the Indian fhore!

With her fmiles fo inviting fhe‘s got me inflaven;

I fhall fure die a martyr for Peggy Alavan.

Her red rofy cheeks, and her ruby lips charming,

She's the lymph of Parneffus, fhe is my darling!

She's furel a goddefs, or great conftellation!

Now forbear to love fweet Peggy Alavan

F I N I S.

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