EDWIN'S PILLS, &c, SONG

Tol lol, de rol, lol, My Tolly, my Toll, With me when you canter to Wales; For petticoat white, Buff breeches so tight, Away go needles and flails. Young Taffy throws by hur wheels, Then Winney kicks up her heels, With follow And halloo, And waddle And straddle, So merry to see us come; With fiddle And diddle, And giggle And wriggle, They give us a welcome home.

The joy so great, So noble we treat, An oxen is roasted whole! And tho' on the lawn The spiggot is drawn For punch, you may swim in the bowl! We give the ladies a ball, We foot it away in the hall, With follow, &c.

Miss Howell so nice, And Lady ap Rice, And cousin Sir Evan ap Lloyd, Parson Montgomery, Counsellor Flummery, Ap Morgon, Ap Williams, Ap Floyd. Oh, when the stocking is thrown, And lovee and I alone; Then follow, &c.