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If thou hast met this fair one,
When frae her thou hast parted
If every other fair one,
But her thou hast deserted,
And thou art broken-hearted.
   O that's, &c.


THE HEN-PECK'D HUSBAND.

Young men and wives I pray attend,
while I relate my ditty,
A wife I have I do declare,
she's neither handsome, neat or witty.

For better, for worse, I took my wife,
all joys of life with me miscarry'd,
I oft times wish, but wish in vain,
that to her I had ne'er been marry'd.

On Monday morning, ere it is light,
like a horse then I do labour,
And when that I come home at night,
madam's gossiping with each neighbour.

FINIS.