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Air LXVII.—All you that must take a Leap, &c.

LUCY.
Would I might be hang'd!

POLLY.
And I would so too!

LUCY.
To be hang'd with you.

POLLY.
My dear, with you.

MACHEATH.
O leave me to Thought! I fear! I doubt! I tremble! I droop!—See, my Courage is out!

[Turns up the empty Bottle.
POLLY.
No Token of Love?

MACHEATH.
See, my Courage is out.
[Turns up the empty Pot.

LUCY.
No Token of Love?

POLLY.
Adieu.

LUCY.
Farewell.

MACHEATH.
But hark! I hear the Toll of the Bell.

CHORUS.
Tol de rol lol, &c.