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( 5 ) For his tongue it ran ſo nimbly,

and ſo nimbly ran't for me,

I'm afraid he will diſſemble,

ſince he's gone, farewel he.

With his ſoft flattering tongue,

and his fooliſh advice,

He thinking for to lead me

into Cupid's Paradiſe ;

And there would a ſlighted me,

as he's done two or three;

So for ever I'll defy him,

ſince he's gone, fairwel be.

My love gave unto me,

a very fine gold ring,

Thinking for to deprive me,

of a far better thing;

But I happ'ned to be wiſer,

than he took me for to be ;

So for ever I'll defy him,

ſince he's gone, farewel he.

He being the only ſon of a

wealthy old gentleman,

And I but the daughter of a

poor old frail woman ;

Since he's got the gold about him,

he may keep it a' for me;

For I'll make a ſhiſt without him,

ſince he's gone, farewel he.

Since he's gone, let him go

let him ſink, let him ſwim ;