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.And I who wo, i?, ' / ? On thb ?ld, ?ld slate, While you're at the raoul-hole ?ping, 1ove? ?en, aw?e, till ri? of sun, my dear, ?d we'll have the de61's o? fun, my dear; For if you look shy, Faith it's all in my eye, Fo? ?th ?other I'll r?, my dear. ?R MO?O? T?Ng, ? H?$ o' ' D?AR Doctor be clever, and ?g off your ?av?. Co?, bleed me, and bitter me, do not be slow, I'm sick, I'm exhm?t?, my schemes they ?e bl?e? ?d ? &iven h?-o'er-head, Doctor Monr?.'

  • ? ?tient, dear fellow, you f?ter your fever;

?ay, what's the misfo?e that bothers you ' O, doctor? I'm ?ed? I'm r?ned for ever? My I? h? foden.me, ?ctor Monroe.'

  • I ?ant to have ma?d,?d ?t?ed t? pleaurn,

The swee?, the enjoyment, in wedl9c? that flow; But she's ta'en another, and broken my me?s, And f?rly ?nfo?ded me Do? Monroe.' ' I'll ble?, and I'll bli?er you, ov? ? ?ver; l'll m?ter yo? malady em that.l ? ?t rai? up yo? head flora below t? ?*?er. And ?ve some attention to Doct? Mo?.'

  • If Christy had wed you, she would have m? you,

And ?ughed at your. love ?th some h?d?me beau; Her conduct Will prove it; but how would you love ' I s?n wo?d haw 1? her, de? ?p?.Mo? ' Each ye?.br? a ?tty yo?g ?n or a &u?ter; Pzrha? you're the ?er, b? how ?aH w0 ?ow?