The works of John Dryden, $c now first collected in eighteen volumes. $p Volume 07 by John Dryden
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Make's lecherous loins to crack,
With a hey, &c. Methinks he seems to stagger, with a hey, with a hey, Who but now did so swagger, with a ho; God's fish he's stuck in the mire, And all the fat's in the fire, With a hey, &c. Help Cooper, Hughs, and Snow, with a hey, with a hey, To pull down raree show, with a ho: So, so, the gyant's down, Let's masters out of pound, With a hey, &c. And now you've freed the nation, with a hey, with a hey, Cram in the convocation, with a ho, With pensioners all and some. Into this chest of Rome, With a hey, &c. And thrust in six-and-twenty, with a hey, with a hey. With _not guilties_ good plenty, with a ho, And hoot them hence away To Cologn or Breda, With a hey, &c. Haloo, the hunt's begun, with a hey, with a hey, Like father like son, with a ho; Raree show in French lap |
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