I've got a one pound note in my regimental small clothes;
'Twill bribe the sexton for your grave."—The ghost then vanish'd gaily,
Crying, "Bless you, wicked captain Smith, remember poor miss Bailey."
Oh miss Bailey! unfortunate miss Bailey.
THE TWO YORKSHIRE LOVERS.[211]
To the Tune of "Willy."
WHEN Willy once he stayed,
To fetch home a lamb that straied,
Under a hill-side,