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Roſie. I wad be very wae to ſee, My lover tak the pet and die; Wherefore I am inclin'd to eaſe ye, And do what in me lies to pleaſe ye: But firſt, ere we conclude the paction, You muſt perform ſome gallant action, To prove the truth of what you've ſaid, Elſe I, for you, ſhall die a maid. Joukum. My deareſt jewel, gie't a name, That I may win both you and fame: Shall I gae fight with foreſt bulls, Or cleave down troops with thicker ſkulls ? Or ſhall I douk the deepeſt ſea, And coral pou for beads to thee? Penty the Pope upon the noſe, Or p--- upon a hundred beaus? Rofie. In troth, dear lad, I wad be laith, To riſk your life, or do you ſkaith; Only employ your canny ſkill, To gain and rive your Father's will, With the conſent of Birſs and Bawfy, And I ſhall in my boſom hawfe ye, Soon as the fatal Bonnets three, Are ta'en frae them and gi'en to me. Joukum. Which to preſerve I gied my aith! But now the cauſe is life and death, I muſt, or with the Bonnet part, Or twin with you and break my heart: Sae, tho' the aith we took was awfu', To keep it now appears unlawfu'. Then, love, I'll anſwer your demands, And fly to fetch them to your hands. Bard.