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But now uplifting eye 'midst barrels,
The caitiff spoke: ah me what perils
Environ when the city posse,
Draws fist enrag'd across the nose o' ye!
Enough to vex a son of Adam,
To be pursued by such a swad o'em
'Twas well I took the first door open,
Though here I ly pent up in cow pen.
The caitiff spoke: ah me what perils
Environ when the city posse,
Draws fist enrag'd across the nose o' ye!
Enough to vex a son of Adam,
To be pursued by such a swad o'em
'Twas well I took the first door open,
Though here I ly pent up in cow pen.
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