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A
New Song of an Orange,
To that excellent Old Tune of a Pudding, etc.
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GOOD People come buy
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The Fruit that I Cry,
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That now is in Season, tho Winter is nigh,
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Twill do you all good,
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And sweeten your Blood,
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Im sure it will please you when once understood
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Tis an Orange.
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Its Cordial Juice
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Dos much Vigor produce,
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I may well recommend it to every mans use;
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Tho some it quite chills,
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And with fear almost kills,
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Yet certain each honest Man benefft feels
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by an Orange.
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To make Claret go down
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Sometimes there is found
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A Jolly good Health to pass pleasantly round:
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But yet Ill protest,
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Without any Jest,
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No flavour is better than that of the tast
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of an Orange.
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Perhaps you may think
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At White H---- they stink,
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Because that our Neighbours come over the Sea,
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Yet sure tis presumd
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That they may be perfumd
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By the scent of a Clove when once it is stuck
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in an Orange.
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If theyd cure the ayls
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Of the Pr--- of Wa----
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When the Milk of Milch Tyler dos not well agree,
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Tho hes subject to cast
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They may better the tast,
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Yet let em take heed lest it Curdle at last
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with an Orange.
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Old Stories rehearse
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In Prose and in Verse,
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How a Welsh Child was found by loving of Cheese,
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So this will be known
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If it be the Q----s own;
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For the tast it utterly then will disown
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of an Orange.
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Tho the Mobile bawl,
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Like the Devil and all,
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For Religion, Property, Justice and Laws;
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Yet in very good sooth
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Ill tell you the truth,
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There nothing is better to stop a mans mouth
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than an Orange.
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We are certainly told
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That by Adam of old
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Himself and his Bearns for an Apple was sold
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And who knows but his Son
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By Serpents undone,
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And his Jugling Eve may chance lose her own
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for an Orange.
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London, Printed in the Year, 1688.
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