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FAreweel my Bonny, bonny witty, pretty Moggy,  And aw the Rosie Lasses, Milking on the Down, Adiew the flow'ry Meadows, late so dear to Jockey,   The sports and merry glee of Edinborough Town: Since French and Spanish loons, stand at Bay, And Valiant Lads of Britain hold 'em play, My Reap-huke, I mun throw quite away; And Fight too like a Man, Among 'em for our Royal Queen Ann. Each Carl of Irish mettle battles like a Dragon,  The German waddles, and straddles to the Drum; The Italian and the butter bowzy Hogan Mogan,   Gud feth then Scottish Jockey may not ligg at home; For since their ganging to Hunt renown, And swear they'll quickly ding the Mounsieur down; Ise follow for a pluck at his Crown, To shew that Scotland can, Excel 'em for our Royal Queen Ann. 2d Movement.

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