I Envy Those Jacks That Kiss thy Hand（2/2）

At the woods boldness by thee bshg stand!

To be so tickled, they would ge their state

And situation with those dancg chips,

Oer who thy fgers walk with gentle gait,

Makg dead wood ore blessd than livg lips.

Sce saucy jacks so happy arethis,

Give the thy fgers,thy lips to kiss.