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If my wife fhould die not a word I would cry
nor no one would hear me lamenting,
But fingle again while life would remain,
experience would fettle my ranting.
Was I age feventeen and preferd to a queen
and all the riches that adorned Jerufalem
The devil a fhe fhould ever catch me,
tho‘ l'd live to be as old as Methufalah.
A NEW SONG
Tune— Auld langsyne.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
an never brought to mind,
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
an days of langfyne.
For auld langfyne my dear,
for auld langfyne.
We‘ll take a cup of kindnefs yet
for auld langfyne.
