Volume 5 — A Scotch Song, Set by Mr. R. Brown.
Reading edition
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JOCKEY loves his Moggy dearly, He gang’d with her to Perth Fair; There we Sung and Pip’d together, And when done, then down I’d lay her: I so pull’d her, and so lull’d her, Both o’erwhelm’d with muckle Joy; Mog. kiss’d Jockey, Jockey Moggy, From long Night to break of Day. I told Mog. ’twas muckle pleasing, Moggey cry’d she’d do again such; I reply’d I’d glad gang with thee, But ’twould wast my muckle Coyn much: She lamented, I relented, Both wish’d Bodies might increase; Then we’d gang next Year together, And my Pipe shall never cease.
A Song, in the Lucky Younger Brother, or, the Beau Defeated; Set by Mr. John Eccles, and Sung by Mr. Bowman.
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DELIA tir’d Strephon with her Flame, While languishing, while languishing she view’d him; The well dress’d Youth despis’d the Dame, But still, still; but still the old Fool pursu’d him: Some pity on a Wretch bestow, That lyes at your Devotion; Perhaps near fifty Years ago, Perhaps near fifty Years ago, I might have lik’d the Motion. If you, proud Youth, my Flame despise, I’ll hang me in my Garters; Why then make hast to win the Prize, Among loves foolish Martyrs: Can you see Delia brought so low, And make her no Requitals? Delia may to the Devil go, Delia may to the Devil, Devil go, to the Devil, Devil, Devil, Devil, Devil, Devil go for Strephon; Stop my Vitals, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop my Vitals.