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When The Cock Begins To Crow
When the cock begins to crow
Cock-a-doodle-do, cock-a-doodle-do,
And the embers leave to glow,
And the owl cries, To-whit-to-who,
When the crickets do sing and mice roam about:
When midnight bells ring to call the devout,
When the lazy lie stretching, and think it no harm; Their zeal is so cold and their beds are so warm, When the long lazy slut Has not made the parlour clean; No water on the hearth is put But all things in disorder seen, Then we trip it round the room And make like bees a drowsy hum. Be she Betty, Nan or Sue We make her of another hue, And pinch her black and blue.
"A choice collection of the most diverting CATCHES,
composed by Mr. Henry Purcell"
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