_Kit._ There's frollicking Kate, and rollicking Bet,
And slammerkin Sall so tall,
And leary-eyed Poll, and blue-eyed Moll--
Blow me, I love them all!
Christopher--platonically, Hadelgitha!
But Winny, not Jenny, nor Sue,
Shall wean this heart from thee--
So thus I'll trip it, lip it, trip it,
Trip it with Hadelgitha!