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Long haue we bin perplex and vext,
with a life that I loathed,
now may we sing:
hay ding, a ing, a ding,
and leaue to lament any longer,
glad to the heart to depart,
that I must bid adew to my master,
thankes to the heauens will I giue
while I liue for ioye
that I leaue him
gone may hee be downe,
neere more that we see downe
nor againe to come at vs
trole we the Boles,
lets in pretie soules,
to carrouse with the wenches.
