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(20) Some widgeon to catch, Then look at their watch, And wonder they roſe up ſo ſoon.

Then coffee and tea, Both green and bohea, Are fery'd to their tables in plate, Where tattles do run, As ſwift as the ſun, Of what they have won, And who is undone, By their gaming and ſitting up late.

The laſs give me here, Tho' brown as my beer, That knows how to govern her houſe, That can milk her cow, Or farrow her ſow, Make butter and cheeſe, Or gather green peaſe, And valués fine clothes not a ſouſe.

This is the girl Worth rubies and pearl; A wife that will make a man rich; We gentlemen need No quality breed, To ſquander away What taxes would pay; We care not in faith for fuch.