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I embrac'd, as I had got it,
But Door creak'd, and Captain smoak'd it:
Took me by th'Ears, and so drew me,
Till head-long down Stairs he threw me.

Turning thence, none cou'd me hinder
To salute the Wakefield Pindar;
Who indeed's the World's Glory,
With his Comrades never sorry.
This was the Cause, lest you should miss
George's Club I meant to visit.

Strait at Wakefield I was seen a,
Where I sought for George ´ Green a;
But cou'd find not such a Creature,
Yet on a Sign I saw his Feature;
Where Strength of Ale had so much stirr'd me
That I grew stouter far than Jordie.

Thence to Bradford, where I enter'd,
In Family where Love oft center'd:
They love, are lov'd, and make no Shew,
Yet still grow, and do increase too:
Furnish'd with their sprightly weapons;
She-flesh feels Priest are no Capons.

Thence to Kighley, where are Mountians
Steepy-threat'ning, lively Fountains
Rising
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