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So, as if old nick was in it,
Something happen'd ev'ry minute,
At length they dous'd my glim:
Though I've lost my eye, why shou'd I sigh?
The sails of life are furl'd;
'Twas fate's decree, that I mayn't see
The treachery of the world.

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(Speaking).
And why mayn't the same accident happen to Tommy Brown, the taylor, in the corner? Why may not he slip his cable, and break his back with taking the ninth part of a fall off his shopboard, into his own hell? and if he shou'd, lord how he wou'd stare and sing

toll loll, &c.