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Text: Young Colin, cleaving of a beam‥


Young Colin, cleaving of a beam, at ev’ry thumping blow
cried, “Hem!” and told his wife
who the cause would know,
that “Hem!” made the wedge much farther go,
plump Joan when at night to bed they came,
and both were playing at the same,
cried, “Hem! Prithee, Colin do,
if ever thou lov’st me dear, ‘Hem!’ now,”
He laughing answered, “No,
some work will split with half a blow,
beside, now I bore,
I ‘Hem!’ when I cleve, but now I bore.”

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