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156 OUR FAMILIAR SONGS. |
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" Dear Molly!" cried Tom, as heaved a deep sigh, And the crystalline tear stood afloat in each eye, " I prithee, my love, my unkindness forgive, And I ne'er more will slight thee as long as I live: Neither Susan nor Sal shall again grieve my dear, No more from thine eye will thy Tom force a tear: Then be cheerful and gay, nor thy Thomas forsake, But his trousers still wash, and his grog, too, still make." |
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