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Poor Owen / Where they drank
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Mr. Owen Swans words upon himself when he kept the Swan Tavern in Bartholomew Lane.

Poor Owen, poor Owen, for a while did lye,
despis'd by all that walk'd by,
often they were heard to cry,
"Swans Wine's dry."
One standing by said "let's try";
then one and all went to Cobwebb hall,
Where they drank their Wine in Bowls,
to gratifie their thirsty souls.