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ll, Round as a Pig, that we may find the profit. _Die_. And let your old men fall sick handsomely, And dye immediately, their Sons may shoot up: Let Women dye o'th' Sullens too, 'tis natural, But be sure their Daughters be of age first, That they may stock us still: your queazie young Wives That perish undeliver'd, I am vext with, And vext abundantly, it much concerns me, There's a Child's Burial lost, look that be mended. _Lop_. Let 'em be brought to Bed, then dye when they please. These things considered, Country-men, and sworn to. 2. All these, and all our Sports again, and Gambols. 3. We must dye, and we must live, and we'll be merry, Every man shall be rich by one another. 2. We are here to morrow and gone to day, for my part If getting Children can befriend my Neighbours, I'le labour hard but I'le fill your Font, Sir. 1. I have a Mother now, and an old Father, They are as sure your own, within these two months-- 4. My Sister must be pray'd for too, she is desperate, Desperate in love. _Die_. Keep desperate men far from her, Then 'twill go hard: do you see how melancholy? Do you mark the man? do you profess ye love him? And would do any thing to stay his fury? And are ye unprovided to refresh him, To make him know your loves? fie Neighbours. 2. We'll do any thing. We have brought Musick to appease his spirit, And the best Song we'll give him. _Die_. 'Pray ye sit down, Sir, They know their duties now, and they stand ready To tender their best mirth. _Lop_. 'Tis well, proceed Neighbours, I am glad I have brought ye to understand good manners, Ye had Puritan hearts a-while, spurn'd at all pastimes, But I see some hope now. _Die_. We are set, proceed Neighbours. SONG. 1 _Let the Bells ring, and let the Boys sing, The young Lasses skip and play, Let the Cups go round, till round goes the ground, Our Learned old Vicar will stay_. 2 _Let the Pig turn merrily, merrily ah, And let the fat Goose swim, For verily, verily, verily ah, Our Vicar this day shall be trim_. 3 _The stewed Cock shall Crow, Cock-a-loodle-loo, A loud
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