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- GITTIPIN:
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Phebe, dresst like beautie's Queen,
Jellicoe in faint pea green,
Sitting all beneath a grot
Where the little lambkins trot,Maidens dancing, loves a-sporting,
All the country folks a-courting,
Susan, Johnny, Bet, & Joe
Lightly tripping on a row.Happy people, who can be
In happiness compard with ye?
The Pilgrim with his crook & hat
Sees your happiness compleat.
- SCOPPRELL:
Oh, a charming song, indeed, Miss.
- SUCTION:
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I say, this evening we'll all get drunk. I say dash, an Anthem, an Anthem! [stands, comes down center, toasts the audience]
O the Bat with Leathern wing,
Winking & blinking,
Winking & blinking,
Winking & blinking,
Like Doctor Johnson.
- QUID:
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[joins SUCTION]
"O ho," said Dr. Johnson
To Scipio Africanus,
"If you don't own me a Philosopher,
I'll kick your Roman Anus."