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Fy gar rub her o’er with strae.
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Sung by Patie. p. 6.
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DEar Roger, if your Jenny geck,
And answer kindness with a slight,
Seem unconcern’d at her neglect,
For women in a man delight:
But them dispise who’re soon defeat,
And with a simple face give way
To a repulse – then be not blate,
Push bauldly on, and win the day.
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When maidens, innocently young,
Say aften what they never mean;
Ne’er mind their pretty lying tongue;
But tent the language of their een:
If these agree, and she persist
To answer all your love with hate,
Seek elsewhere to be better blest,
And let her sigh when ‘tis too late.