An ANSWER
To
Moggys Misfortune:
OR,
The kind and courteous Courtship of Shakum Guy, after the Funeral of
his cross and froward Wife; which proved the two Lovers happy
Conclusion.
Tune of Robin Cushe. Licensed according to Order.
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MOggy now rejoyce and sing,
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Ise present thee with a Ring,
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Nay, and joyfull News I bring,
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my Wife is dead and buryd:
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Therefore lets be jolly,
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Drive hence Melancholly,
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This Night let us dally,
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next day well be marryd.
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To thy Shakum be not coy,
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Thoust have got a pretty Toy,
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Which Id willingly enjoy,
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and therefore sit down by me:
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In my Arms Ill teaze thee,
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Likewise kiss and squeeze thee,
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Ise am sure twill please thee:
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prithee do but try me.
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Ise have muckle Gold in store,
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What canst thou desire more?
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We shall live and neer be poor,
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but always blithe and bonny:
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Drink good Sack and Sherry,
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Always brisk and merry,
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Never, never weary,
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of my dearest Honey.
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My Grandsire he is stiff and old,
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Likewise I know his Bloud is cold,
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And will eer long be laid in Mold,
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as being dead and buryd:
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Then Ise have his Riches,
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Gray Coat, Leathern Breeches,
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Oh how my Fingers Itches,
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Dearest, to be Marryd!
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Once I led a weary Life,
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With a cross and froward Wife,
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Which created Care and Strife,
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with her I was offended:
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Now the Fates betide her,
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No such Scold beside her,
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Now a Grave does hide her,
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and my Plague is ended.
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For shes clearly fled away,
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And has left her Shakum Gay,
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Long I wishd to see this day,
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but neer before could find it:
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Now since she is buryed,
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We will not defer it,
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But with speed be Marryed,
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and with this Kiss I bind it.
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Shakum Gay she then replyd,
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Ise will freely be your Bride,
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And lig closely by your side,
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tis my will and pleasure:
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Neer will Ise forsake t[hee]
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But in Wedlock take t[hee]
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And resolve to make thee
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Laird of all my Treasure.
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Farewel Rock and farewel Reel,
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Thrice farewel my Spinning-Wheel,
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Let them gang unto the Deel,
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Ise freely can refuse them:
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Having time and leisure,
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Likewise Gold and Treasure,
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Here Ise take my pleasure,
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and no more will use them.
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