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Then the next morning when I rose,
I look’d so melancholy,
Thinking of my night’s repose
and of my past folly.
She call’d me to her breakfast room,
the tea being on the table,
She said, my lad, be not so fad,
fare well whilst you are able.
When breakfast things were laid aside,
and all things fair and easy,
She said my boy, don’t seem so shy,
I have a job will please you.
And if that you work journey work,
I’d have you go no farther;
I’ll please your mind with coarse and fine,
and a soon in proper order.
Immediately; we did agree,
and with her then I tarried,
I wrought her piece most charmingly,
and soon after we got married.
In unity we do agree,
no couple can live better,
Both night and day I bear the sway,
for weaving of her chequer.
Now to conclude and end my song,
I hope you’re not offended,
If I said any thing that’s wrong,
it’s more than I intended.
