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 .And I who wo, i, ' /  On thb ld, ld slate, While you're at the raoul-hole ping, 1ove en, awe, till ri of sun, my dear, d we'll have the de61's o fun, my dear; For if you look shy, Faith it's all in my eye, Fo th other I'll r, my dear. R MOO TNg,  H$ o' ' DAR Doctor be clever, and g off your av. Co, bleed me, and bitter me, do not be slow, I'm sick, I'm exhmt, my schemes they e ble d  &iven h-o'er-head, Doctor Monr.' ay, what's the misfoe that bothers you ' O, doctor I'm ed I'm rned for ever My I h foden.me, ctor Monroe.' The swee, the enjoyment, in wedl9c that flow; But she's ta'en another, and broken my mes, And frly nfoded me Do Monroe.' ' I'll ble, and I'll blier you, ov  ver; l'll mter yo malady em that.l  t rai up yo head flora below t *er. And ve some attention to Doct Mo.' And ughed at your. love th some hdme beau; Her conduct Will prove it; but how would you love ' I sn wod haw 1 her, de p.Mo ' Each ye.br a tty yog n or a &uter; Pzrha you're the er, b how aH w0 ow
 *  tient, dear fellow, you fter your fever;
 * I ant to have mad,d ted t pleaurn,
 * If Christy had wed you, she would have m you,

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