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BONAPARTE's
ESCAPE FROM ELBA.
Tune—Woo'd an' Married, an a'.
NOW Boney to France has got back,
When they thought he was fairly awa',
In haſte he begins now to crack,
And he ſhakes his pike ſtaff at then a';
They thought that he fairly was grippet,
Nae mair to be faſh'd wi' his din,
Yet back to the chair he has ſlippet,
And play'd them the trick and came in.
His auld tricks he thinks now to try them,
And ſeems to be terrible bauld,
He thinks wi' his wiles to defy them,
Becauſe he has broken the fauld;
His matters he ſays he will right them,
And a' their great plans row about,
He draws out his gully to fright them;
Yet ſhortly they may run him out.
Wi' brags and wi' boaſts he is cracking,
And pelting awa', wil his ſtick
A mighty great duſt he is making,
