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Lilliput Levee.
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JACK ABROAD, AND JILL AT HOME.
If my Treasure you should see,
Say her loved one greets her!
"How does he get on?" says she—
Say, upon my feet, sir!
"Is he ill?" Say, dead am I!
But tell her, when, for sorrow,
She, poor thing, begins to cry,
That I'll come home to-morrow!
