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THE CHARMING FELLOW.

"IT ORD, what care 1 for mam or dad ?

JL.J Why let 'em fcold and bellow, For while I live, 1*11 love my lad, He's fuch a charming fellow.

The laft fair day on Gander green,

The youth, he danc'd fo well-o So fweet a lad was never feen,

As my fweet charming fellow.

The fair was over, night was come,

The lad was fomewhat mellow ; Says he my dear, I'll fee you home

I thank'd the charming fellow.

We trudg'd along, the moon fhone bright,

Says he, if you'll not tell o, I'll kifs you here by this good light

Lord what a charming fellow.

You rogue, fays I, you've ftopp'd my breath

Ye bells ring out my knell o, Again I'd diefo fweet a death,

With fuch a charming fellow-

��ERE ROUND THE HUGE OAK.

iijlRE round the huge oak, that o'erfhadows my mill, J-J The fond ivy had dar'd to entwine ; Ere the Church was a ruin, that nods on the hill, Or a rook built her neft in the pine.

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