Billy and Polly
Billy and Polly Billy and Polly BILLY. Hark hark my charming Polly!Hark how the war calls for me,Hark now the silver trumpets sound,Which calls us all to Flanders ground:Although I leave you, don’t complainAt the thoughts of my being slain,For I safely shall return again,My Polly dear, my Polly dear. POLLY. O Billy! talk not…
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