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Had I smelt out the | Had I smelt out the coose e'en but nine weeks ago | ||
I'd never a had tha ould | I'd never a had tha ould bellar I know | ||
But a | But a vow'd and a swear'd that ef I'd be his wife | ||
That I never should lack ale the days o | That I never should lack ale the days o ma Life | ||
And a | And a broft me a nacking and Com saave from Preen | ||
In ma | In ma Conshance thoft I, I shall live like a Queen | ||
Buttes plagy puneching, od rat es ould head | |||
To be | To be pooted and flopp'd so, I wish a wur dead | ||
Why a spent half as fargings laast Saturday night | |||
Like enow by this time tes gone every doit | |||
But I'll tame the ould | But I'll tame the ould Dowle, afor it es long | ||
If I | If I caant with me biestis I wull me ma Tongue | ||
[dotted line across page] | [dotted line across page] | ||
A New Song | A New Song | ||
Tune | Tune Religions a Politic Law | ||
[dotted line across page] | [dotted line across page] | ||
This song you may sing or may read | This song you may sing or may read | ||
T'will suit both the old and the young | |||
For | For X [Symbol: Christ] is like Athanasians Creed | ||
It may either be read or be sung | It may either be read or be sung | ||
2. [underlined] | 2. [underlined] | ||
The | The gen'ral Election draws near | ||
At wch most of our Boroughs are glad | |||
Tis the time you may | Tis the time you may venture to sewar | ||
That one half of the nation grows mad | That one half of the nation grows mad | ||
3 [underlined] | 3 [underlined] | ||
[note in margin - illegible] | [note in margin - illegible] | ||
As | |||
As Treg'ny the game is begun | |||
But no one knows how it will end | But no one knows how it will end | ||
For | For Sir C___r . [underlined, x - I believe this is where the margin note is meant to be read] leads up the Fun | ||
And | And Barwell has money to spend | ||
[word in margin - illegible] | [word in margin - illegible] |
Revision as of 23:37, 17 July 2017
Had I smelt out the coose e'en but nine weeks ago I'd never a had tha ould bellar I know But a vow'd and a swear'd that ef I'd be his wife That I never should lack ale the days o ma Life And a broft me a nacking and Com saave from Preen In ma Conshance thoft I, I shall live like a Queen Buttes plagy puneching, od rat es ould head To be pooted and flopp'd so, I wish a wur dead Why a spent half as fargings laast Saturday night Like enow by this time tes gone every doit But I'll tame the ould Dowle, afor it es long If I caant with me biestis I wull me ma Tongue
[dotted line across page] A New Song Tune Religions a Politic Law
[dotted line across page]
This song you may sing or may read T'will suit both the old and the young For X [Symbol: Christ] is like Athanasians Creed It may either be read or be sung
2. [underlined] The gen'ral Election draws near At wch most of our Boroughs are glad Tis the time you may venture to sewar That one half of the nation grows mad
3 [underlined] [note in margin - illegible]
As Treg'ny the game is begun But no one knows how it will end For Sir C___r . [underlined, x - I believe this is where the margin note is meant to be read] leads up the Fun And Barwell has money to spend
[word in margin - illegible]