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A Collection Of Poems

By John Whaley

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The Kiss repay'd;
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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The Kiss repay'd;

A Tale.

As Roger with his Jug was walking,
Smiling full Blith, and gayly Talking:
Sir John an am'rous Knight pass'd by,
And chanc'd on Jug to cast his Eye,
And with her native Beauty pleas'd,
The rustick Husband thus addrest.
Hail honest Friend! why ods my Life!
You've got a wondrous pretty Wife!
If you'll Permit me one small favour,
To Kiss her once, I mean, and leave her,

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When e'er you chance to meet my Dame,
You shall be Welcome to the same.
Quoth Roger, if that's all you crave,
Your Worship freely has my leave.
The Knight stept up without delay,
Kiss'd her, and walk'd Content away.
Some few Days after this in hast
As o'er the Meadows Roger past,
His gentle Friend Sir John he spy'd,
My Lady tripping by his Side,
He Bow'd, and tho' his Mouth did water,
Pass'd on, and mention'd not the matter.
The Knight then spying him, says, Friend,
To Promises I always stand,
See here, my Wife at your Command.
The Clown approach'd and Kiss'd the Dame,
Then fir'd with more than usual Flame,

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He went, and to himself thus said,
Since the Good Knight so well has paid
His Promise, Troth, I had much rather,
He'd gone with Jug a little farther.