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( 3 ) Long time this nail has been driven,

unto the bottomleſs land,

I'm afraid there is ſomething been doing,

that will turn to ſome fatal end.

But rubbers and blows I will give them,

will cauſe all our joys to renew,

As we found the world ſo we muſt leave it,

brave boys, tho' we're ragged, we're true.

ALL IN THE TASTE.

YE beaux and ye belies of the city,

that ſtrive for to ogle the taſtes,

Give ear to a comical ditty,

in which Lady Faſhion is plac'd.

For I'll show you ſome taſte alavole,

ſo well turn'd in a lecture on heads,

And ſtep into Steven's road,

in ſpite of all critical dreads.

Firſt, Obſerve the good Lady of Faſhion,

pray shark but her porcupine head,

With her brains the can ſettle a nation,

while the poor is ſtarting for bread.

Obſerve but her Turkey cock'd hat,

pray ſee how it dwells on her noſe,

which makes her as blind as a bat,

and behind all for nothing the ſhews.

Miſs Polly juſt come from the ſchool,

in the ſaſhion muſt cut a great figure,