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AT THE INN.
Clara!
Clara, my Cotswold beauty, come!
Those great green backs were hard to mount,
And we are gladly home.
When gone from country cups of ale,
I vow to pledge this inn so snug,
Clara, my girl with cherry cheeks,
In many a far and foreign mug!
Clara, my Cotswold beauty, come!
Those great green backs were hard to mount,
And we are gladly home.
When gone from country cups of ale,
I vow to pledge this inn so snug,
Clara, my girl with cherry cheeks,
In many a far and foreign mug!
Clara!
Clara, my Cotswold beauty, come!
Renew the flagon for our thirst,
And let the home-brewed foam!
This second errand brings again
Your upright loveliness in view;
Here's pence for ale, and here as well
A thumping country kiss for you!
Clara, my Cotswold beauty, come!
Renew the flagon for our thirst,
And let the home-brewed foam!
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Your upright loveliness in view;
Here's pence for ale, and here as well
A thumping country kiss for you!
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