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SANG IV. O dear Mother, what shall I do?

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Sung by Jenny p. 11. [P. 220, l. 71.]

O dear Peggy love's beguiling,
We ought not to trust his smiling.
Better far to do as I do,
Lest a harder luck betyde you.
Lasses when their fancy's carried,
Think of nought but to be married;
Running to a life destroys
Heartsome, free, and youthfu' joys.