Advice to a Friend in Love
Prithee, Billy,
Ben't so silly
Thus to waste thy days in grief;
You say Betty
Will not let you,
But can sorrow give relief?
Leave repining,
Cease your whining,
Pox on torment, grief and woe;
If she's tender
She'll surrender,
If she's tough—e'en let her go.
Ben't so silly
Thus to waste thy days in grief;
You say Betty
Will not let you,
But can sorrow give relief?
Leave repining,
Cease your whining,
Pox on torment, grief and woe;
If she's tender
She'll surrender,
If she's tough—e'en let her go.
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