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 Away they prance it, ſmall and big,

Brown, ginger,fair, and grizzle,

O Ma'am! you diſoncert my wig.

'Twas you, Sir. touz'd my frizzle!

Right hand and left, the figure mind,

O! what are vou about, Ma'am?

My dear Miſs Giggle you are blind,

My Lady Fuz you're out, Ma'am!

O; Ma'am! you fhould conſider that the stance is

my Lord Mayor's feaſtit begins with a ſet to,

and finiſhes with a reel.

Thus buſied in the fond turmoil,

They time by folly meaſure, etc.

Thus dance fucceeding after dance,

As if had got 'em,

They ſcandal vent, and flirt and prance,

And foot it to the bottom;

Thus having made for others ſport,

In regular rotation,

With ſwinging interſt they retort

On them the obligation

Surprizing! did you ever ſee ſuch a fright as that

woman! rubbed it all off one ſide of her face.—

But look at that man what a ſcarcrow he is, with

his falſe calves burned before. Come, come,

Ladies and Gentlemen, a new dance; ſtrike up

Thus buſied in the fond turmoil,

Thes time by folly meaſure,

Turn all their pleaſure into toil,

And fancy toil a pleaſure.