Royall Tyler

Song (Number 3)

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Oh like a Storke among the Rush
Or Bottle hung in Chimney high
Or like an Owl in Ivy Bush
Yea such a doleful wretch am I
But he for aye shall sit secure
Forever and eke ay for Aye
Also likewise he shall endure
More than a whole Eternity.

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