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 we are all drowning, to see how that man's red nose will make the water biz when it comes about it; at which words they all fell a laughing and cherish d the crew, so that they made another attempt to weather it out, and got all safe ashore at last.

My lovely Bet,

The beauty of old age, the hoary head, and louching shoulders incline to mortality; yet I'll compare thee to the Eagle that has renewed her youth, or a leek with a white head and a green tail this comes to thee with my kind compliments for kisses of thy lips and the kindness I had to thy late bed-fellow, Fidler Pate my brother-pensioner ah! how we drank other's health with the bracket of the brucket ewes, we brought from boughts of the German Boors but it's nonsense to blow the deed, when in the dust, yet a better Vialer never screeded on a silken cord, or kittl'd cat's trypes wi' his finger-ends; his elbows were supple as an eel, and his fingers dabbed at the jigging end like a hungry hen picking barley: I seldom or ever saw him drunk, if keep him from whisky, and whisky from him: except, that night he trystet the pair of free-stone breeches from Joseph the mason; and now my dear Bessey he's got them he's got them for a free-stone covers his body, holds him down, and will do: and now, now my dainty thing, match for matrimony, come take me now or tell me now, I'm in danger, I'll wait me langer