Sigh no more, ladies, high no more,

Men were deceivers ever;
One foot in sea, and one on foore,

To one thing conftant never :
Then high not go, but let them go,

And be you blith and bonny;
Converting all your founds of woc

Into bey nony, nony.
Sing no more ditties, fing no mo

Of dumps fo dull and heavy ;
The frauds of men were ever so,

Since summer was fir A leafy :
Then high not fo, &c.

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