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Fie let us a' to the Bridal.

Farewel the World, and mortal Cares

For Gold and not Freedom

Free from Confinement and Strife

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God profper long our Noble King
Gen'rous Wine and a Friend
Gay, kind and airy, fweet is a Lover
Good your Worship, caft an Eye
Groves and Woods, high Rocks, &c.
Gilderoy was a bonny Boy..

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Glide fwiftly on, thou Silver Stream

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Gentle God of pleasing Pains

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Guardian Angels, now protect me

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Clide gently on, thou murm'ring Brook

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Great Alexander's Horfe

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How happy are we when the Wind, &e
He that is a clear Cavalier

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How brimful of Nothing's the Life, &c.

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Hail Burgundy thou Juice divine

Hark! hark! the Huntsman founds his Horn 33
Hold, hold thy Nofe to the Pot, Tom, Tom 36
How bleft are Shepherds, how happy, &c.
Hear all you Friends to Knighthood
Hark! the thund'ring Cannons roar

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Have you e'er feen the Morning Sun
How fweetly smells the Simmer's Green

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He's a Man ev'ry Inch I affure you
How can you, lovely Nancy

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He that is refolv'd to wed

Her Eyes are like the Morning bright
He himself courts his own Ruin

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