I'll turn cracksman, like my father—rob old Wood—he has chests full of money, and I know where they're kept—I'll rob him, and give the swag to you, Poll—I'll—" Jack would have said more; but, losing his balance, he fell to the ground, and, when taken up, he was perfectly insensible. Too much, perhaps. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. And, if ever I'm brought to the gallows, I shall lay my death at her door. And that happens through our maternity; it’s our very importance that degrades us. [A] Transcribers Note: These versions of the music are included with this file: LilyPond MIDI Acrobat (PDF) PNG (page 1) PNG (page 2) St. It was decrepit and too large.
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