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If you meet King George's men, dressed in blue and red,

You be careful what you say, and mindful what is said.

If they call you 'pretty maid,' and chuck you 'neath the chin,

Don't you tell where no one is, nor yet where no one's been!

Knocks and footsteps round the house-whistles after dark

You've no call for running out till the housedogs bark.

Trusty's here, and Pincher's here, and see how dumb they lie—

They don't fret to follow when the Gentlemen go by!

If you do as you've been told, likely there's a chance,

You'll be give a dainty doll, all the way from France,

With a cap of Valenciennes, and a velvet hoodA present from the Gentlemen, along o' being good!

Five and twenty ponies,
Trotting through the Park-
Brandy for the Parson,

'Baccy for the Clerk.

Them that asks no questions isn't told a lie. Watch the wall, my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!

'DYMCHURCH FLIT'

THE BEE BOY'S SONG

Bees! Bees! Hark to the Bees!

'Hide from your neighbours as much as you please,

But all that has happened to us you must tell!
Or else we will give you no honey to sell.'

A maiden in her glory,
Upon her wedding-day,

Must tell her Bees the story,
Or else they'll fly away.

Fly away-die away

Dwindle down and leave you!
But if you don't deceive your Bees,
Your Bees will not deceive you!-

Marriage, birth or buryin',

News across the seas,
All you're sad or merry in,
You must tell the Bees.
Tell 'em coming in an' out,
Where the Fanners fan,
'Cause the Bees are justabout
As curious as a man!

Don't you wait where trees are,
When the lightnings play;
Nor don't you hate where Bees are,
Or else they'll pine away.
Pine away-dwine away—
Anything to leave you!

But if you never grieve your Bees,
Your Bees 'll never grieve you.

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