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 ITO THE M-'S OF THE L---- Fare ye we'll and if Forever, So much the better, fare ye well No pain it causes us to sever, Small good of you we have to tell. Blooming spinsters first ye found us, Unwilling spinsters We remain; No marriage tie, with you has bound us, We never wish to meet again. Full three months flirting ye have cost us, Of ballroom charms, countless store, Our smiles and sighs have all been lost us, Thank reason now, the farce is o'er. Then fare ye we'll! ye shocking shy-men, Ye CgIibates as emerald green; Why, why among ye black-ball Hymen? Why shew such anti-nuptial spleen? We long have sought for golden gndgeons, With each attractive, amorous bait, We've lost our labor, cold curmudgeons, Go hang yourselyes,--or change your state

 IN BEHALF OF Mss WrNIFREp,

 Who 1roRf be Nun.