Burial Service: Thou knowest, Lord, the secrets of our hearts, Z. 58C

de Henry Purcell

Jack, thou'rt a Toper, let's have t'other Quart:
Ring, we're so sober, 'twere a shame to part.
None but a Cuckold, Bully'd by his Wife
For coming late, fears a Domestick Strife.
I'm free, and so are you, to call and knock boldly,
Tho' Watchmen cry, Past Two a Clock.

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