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 A jolly landlord and his tapster,

full oft had view'd her comely charms,

And with her beauty so enrapt, Sir,

that each one wish'd her in his arms.

Then she to wound her unkind deary,

to each her favours seem'd to give,

And all the folks in Castle Bury

Soon saw how jealous they did live.

Now topsy turvey, noise and riot,

and all the furniture was sold,

Nothing could make her Dickey easy,

until his wife did this unfold,

Dick, I so archly have contrived.

both with the man and master too,

Each of a purse of gold deprived

which now my dear I bring to you.

Now Dickey's heart it soon relented,

and love did in his bosom burn,

His former usage he repented,

so to his dame made this return.

No more, my dear, will I be jealous,

but ever be both kind and true,

I'll laugh at love pretending fellows,

and will rejoice with none but you.

Now Dick he whistles in his stall, Sir,

thumps his hammer, minds his end,

And use makes of his pegging awl, Sir,

pray what can mortal more pretend.