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'But what did they talk of from morning till noon Why, of spots in the sun, and the man in the moon; Of the Czar's gentle temper, the stocks in the city, The wise men of Greece, and the Secret Committee.
Soto Harlow they came; and, hey! where are you all? Shew us into the parlour, and mind when I call : Why, your Maids have no motion, your Men have no life; Well, Master, I hear you have bury'd your Wife.
Now hey for Down-hall for the guide he was got; The chariot was mounted; the horses did trot; The guide he did bring us a dozen miles round; But oh! all in vain ; for no Down could be found.