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8 He hugs me so close, and kisses so sweet,

that I would I would, I would if I was not so young.

Pert sue I’ll assure you got hold of my Boy,

the Vixen would fain be his bride;

A token she'd hove either ribband or toy,

and swore that she'd not be deny’d.

A top knot he bought me and garters of green,

the wench was confounded and stung;

I hate her so much, that with anger and spleen,

That I wou'd, I wou'd, I would, etc.

He whisper’d such pretty soft things in my ear,

he promis’d he flatter’d he swore.

Such trinket she bought me, such ribbands & gear

that trust me my pockets run o'er:

Some ballads he bought me the best he could find

and sweetly the burthen he sung;

Faith he’s so witty so handsome and kind,

that I would, I wou’d I wou'd, etc.

The sun was just setting, 'twas time to retire,

our cottage was distant a mile,

I turn’d to be gone, Roger bow'd like a 'squire,

and handed me over the stile

His arms he threw round me, love laughed in his eye

he led me the meadow along,

He hugg'd me close that I own'd with a sigh,

that I wou'd; that I wou'd, I wou'd, etc.

FINIS.