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 comic soos. Fized and wiM were hi looks, and his nose cold Mid blue, And his countenance wore a cold church-yard like hue. Derry down, &c. I'be good father bid Pat to eonf.ess all his ermines, To think.of' his sins, and forget them betimes; Or else, 'twould be his f.te like other vile souls, To be fiayed, el be salted, then rosted on cosbl Derry down, & Oh, think, my deaf Pat, on that beauti�u! place, Where you'll visit St. Patrick, and see his sweet f&co; 'lis a country, my jewel, so charuug and sweet, W'here you'll never wont praius, nor brogues to .. feet. Derry down, �Ve, well, then, says Pat, with hqusitive face, That country must, sure, be a beautul DJce; Jt. Patriek. no doubt, be will give us good cheer, But, d'ye think, has he got ony ould whobey there. I)erry down; The good father, with wonder, amaze', and surprise, C. lapp'd his hands, and next turned up the whites of his eyes; �' Oh, vile sinner," says he," can you hope to be for- given, If you think there's carousing and drinking in heaven/' Derry down, &c. �' Well, well, then," says Pat, ' though I cannot.holp thinking, lJ' in.heaven they can do without eating and (T4ough I don't mane'to say what you tell is a Fable,) "lould be dacent, you know, just to see a dropon the table." Derry down, 11

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