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Then the cards being called for, they play'd, Till Larry found one of them cheated;

Quick he made a hard rap at his head-- The lad being easily heated, 'So ye chates me bekase I'm in grief! O! is that, by the Holy, the rason? Soon I'll give you to know you d--d thief! That you're cracking your jokes out of sason, And scuttle your nob with my fist'.