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THE "BAB" BALLADS.
"From what I have said, you will see
That I couldn't wed either—in fine
By Nature's unchanging decree
Your daughters could never be mine.
"Go home to your pigs and your ricks,
My hands of the matter I've rinsed."
So they take up their hats and their sticks,
And exeunt ambo, convinced.
