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RIPE 'sparagrass, Fit for lad or lass, To make their water pass: O, 'tis pretty picking With a tender chicken!

You'll feed like a farmer: For this is every cook's opinion, No savoury dish without an onion; But, lest your kissing should be spoil'd, Your onions must be thoroughly boil'd: Or else you may spare Your mistress a share, The secret will never be known; She cannot discover The breath of her lover, But think it as sweet as her own.

CHARMING oysters I cry My masters, come buy, So plump and so fresh, So sweet is their flesh, No