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She turn’d about, and said, Behold!
I’m not at your devotion;
But, Sir I thank you for your gold,
'twill help t'enlarge my portion.
Then I began to stamp and stare,
to see what she had acted;
With my two hands I tore my hair,
like one that was distracted.
Give me my money then, I cry'd,
good faith I did but lend it;
But she full fast away did ride,
and vow’d she did not intend it.
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The THISTLE and ROSE.
IT was in old times,
When trees compos'd rhymes,
And flowers did with elegy flow;
It was in a field,
Which various did yield,
A Rose and a Thistle did grow.
It was in' a field, &.c.
In a sun-shining day,
The Role chanc'd to say,
Friend Thistle, I'll be with you plain,
And if you would be
United to me,
You would ne’er be a * Thistle again.
And if you would be, &c.
