Giles.

Oh! may each accomplish'd fair one,
Bright in person, sage in mind,
Viewing my good fortune, share one
Full as splendid, and as kind.

Laugh'd at, slighted, circumvented,
And exposed for folks to see't,
'Tis as tho'f a man repented
For his follies in a sheet.

But my wrongs go unresented,

Since the fates have thought them meet :

This good company contented,

All my wishes are complete.

[Exeunt.

ADDITIONAL AIRS,

SOMETIMES INTRODUCED.

ACT THE SECOND.

GILES.

Gadzooks! there's such gig, and nice rig, on the lawn,
Little Sal for a partner would fain have me on,
But when yours I shall be,

How 'twill mortify she!

Then I'll bet twenty pound,
That the whole village round

Cannot show such a couple as Patty and me.

For you the sweetest flowers I chose,
See here the wreath I've wove ;
Of this a chaplet I'll compose,
And crown you queen of love.

Though Jemmy so supple,
And Jenny so taper,
Cast off the first couple,
Because they can caper ;

Yet you and I'll dance for a crown or a guinea, 'Gainst Poll, Tim, Sal, Jem, Bet, Bill, Cudden, and Jenny.

FANNY.

The fields were gay,
And sweet the hay,
Our gang of gipsies seated
Upon the grass,

Both lad and lass,
By you we all were treated.

Young chicken, geese,
With ducks and pease,
And beans and bacon dainty;
With punch and beer,

The best of cheer,

You gave us then in plenty.

'Twas all to cheat poor silly Fan,

And pilfer that same jewel;

You're sworn to me, you perjured man,
Though now so false and cruel.

Your shams and lies;
Your jokes no more shall jeer me
A license bring,

And golden ring,

Or never more come near me.
For you have cheated silly Fan, &c.

FAIRFIELD.

Of aspect fair, and temper mild,
My Patty though you see;
When yet a babe, a sweeter child
Ne'er blest a parent's knee.
The infant flower, for tender care,
Cou'd every joy impart ;
But now a bramble proves, to tear
Her aged father's heart.

ACT THE THIRD.

FAIRFIELD.

Ere round the huge oak, that o'ershadows my mill, The fond ivy had dared to entwine;

Ere the church was a ruin, that nods on the hill, Or a rook built her nest on the pine;

G

Cou'd I trace back the time, a much earlier date,
Since my forefathers toil'd in yon field ;
For the farm I now hold, on your lordship's estate,
Is the same that my grandfather till'd.

He dying, bequeath'd to his son a good name,
Which unsullied descended to me;

For my

child I've preserved it, uncrimson'd with shame, And it still from a spot shall be free.

THEODOSIA.

A thousand charms the lover sees
In her he loves, while bolts and keys
Keep two fond hearts asunder;
But soon each envious bar removed,
His passion cools, and why he loved
Is now his cause of wonder.

My heart is

yours, you know my mind,

In vain to answer nay;

But will you be for ever kind,

For ever and a day?

Your faith, if proof to female wiles,
And beauty's sweet alluring smiles,
You'll never play the rover;
Nor I of cold neglect accuse,
Or in the lordly husband lose
The fond, the tender lover.

My heart is yours, &c.