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( 2 ) JEANY DIVER,

JEANY Diver is my name. From Dublin town I lately came, It was my wit and nimble hands That caus'd me for to leave Ireland, O rare Jeany Diver, O rare Jenny O, That pleasant country to ſurvey, To Old England took my way, No Lady more eſteem d than I, A Batchelor I'll live and die. 'O rare, &c, Their taverns then I made to ſhine, With porter, punch, cyder and wine Their Engliſh gold was my delight. In rural pleaſures to ſpend the night. O &c, The firſt was that I did mest, Was a Captain of the fleet, Who vow'd he lov'd me as his ſoul, But ſoon I bit him of his gold, O rare &c, As I wakl'd up the ſtreet, With a poor taylor I did meet I ſear c'd his pockets and I found His ci ars th le and half a crown. &c. His louſy trifle I did diſdain, I gave him back his goods again, I'll never ſpun n your If I can I'll rather ten times ſpunge a man. O. &c, The next was a patriot all in black,