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                  THE

   Girl of my Heart.

J. Kendrew, Printer, Colliergate, York.

I Have parks, I have grounds,
I have deer, I have hounds,
And for sporting a neat little cottage;
I have youth, I have wealth,
I have strength, I have health,
Yet I mop like a beau in his dotage,
What can I want !-'Tis the girl of my
heart,
To share those treasures with me:
For had I the wealth which the Indies
impart,
No pleasure would it give to me,
Without the lovely girl of my heart,
The sweet lovely girl of my heart.

My domain far extends,
And sustains social friends,
Who make music divinely enchanting;
We have balls, we have plays,
We have routes, public days,
And yet still I find something is wanting.
What should it be, but the girl of my
heart,                                       
To share those pleasures with me?
For had I the wealth which the Indies
impart,
No pleasure would it give to me,
Without the lovely girl of my heart,
The sweet lovely girl of my heart