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(illegible text)th the old man, O I was in a huff,
And reckon'd to cut them assunder,
(illegible text)oking that they had been three soldiers in buff,
And come for to rifle and plunder.

(illegible text) they're my three daughters whom I do adore,
(illegible text) frighted from private diversion;
Therefore I put up my old rusty sword,
For why should I be in a passion.

The young maids that these lines revise,
That go out and wash in the night;
Beware of the boys that are hid in the trees,
Lest that they surprise you with fright.


THE GENEROUS SOUL.

LET Epicures boast of their delicate feasts,
let drunkards enjoy their full bowl;
They senst gives content tho' but homely the fare,
(illegible text)l stile it the feast of the Soul

Pleasure result from an earnest desire
to amuse and enliven the whole;
(illegible text) pleasure is mine, and I'll strive to inspire
the same in each Generous Soul.

(illegible text) mostly pedantic may boast of his power,
which generous thought to controul;
about stoical apathy, reason ne’er checks
the social delights of the Soul.

The beneficent hand of kind Nature has spread
profusion of sweets through the whole;
(illegible text) who would refuse of her bounties to taste
(illegible text)t a sour and a splendid Soul.