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JOHN & NELL's FROLIC.
As Nell sat underneath hea cow,
up in a cock of hay,
Brisk John was coming from the plow
and chanced to pass that way;
Like lightning to the maid he flew,
and by the hand he seiz'd her:
Pray John she cry'd do quit, do;
and frow'nd because he pleased her.
Young Cupid from his mothers knee,
observed her female pride,
Go on and prosper John says he,
and I will be your guide:
Then aim'd at Nellys breast a dart,
from pride it soon released her;
She fainting cry'd I feel loves smart,
and sigh'd because it eased her.
FINIS.
P. Buchan, Printer, Peterhead.
