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Village Courtship.YOUNG Roger came tapping at Dolly's window,Thumpaty, thumpaty, thump;He begg'd for admittance, she answer'd him, No,Glumpaty, glumpaty, glump;My DOLLY, my dear, your true Love is here,Dumpaty, dumpaty, dump;No, no, ROGER, no—as you came, you may go,Slumpaty, slumpaty, slump.Oh! then she recall'd, and recall'd him again,Humpaty, humpaty, hump;Whilst he, like a mad-man, ran over the plain,Slumpaty, slumpaty, slump;Oh! what is the reason, dear DOLLY, he cry'd,Humpaty, humpaty, hump,That thus I'm cast off, and unkindly deny'd,Trumpaty, trumpaty, trump.Some rival more dear, I guess has been here,Crumpaty, crumpaty, crump;Suppose there's been two, Sir, what's that to you, Sir,Numpaty, Numpaty, nump.Oh! then with a sigh his sad farewell he took,Humpaty, humpaty, hump;And quite in despair he leap'd into the brook,Plumpaty, plumpaty, plump.His courage he cool'd, he found himself fool'd,Mumpaty, mumpaty, mump;He swam to the shore, and saw DOLLY no more,Rumpaty, rumpaty, rump.Determin'd to find a damsel more kind,Plumpaty, plumpaty, plump;While DOLLY's afraid she must die an old maid,Mumpaty, mumpaty, mump.FOWLER, PRINTER, SALISBURY.