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AIR XXV.

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Tune, “My Dog and my Gun.”

Jack.
On what a firm rock, here, does Fortitude fix!
Around him, in war, all the elements mix!
The hurricane rages! the tempest it boils!
Loud thunders are launch'd at his head—and he smiles!

Lady.
My honest Gentleman, so pert, and queer,
What must I give you for this trifle here?

Jack.
Your insolence of riches, that mislead
Your steps from real wealth, and make you poor, indeed.