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`` Come , old Nosey , strike up again . '' `` Nosey , from _ nasus _ -- truly , it is a fair epithet ; and it remindeth me that my nose -- suffered in the fall which I received just now . Yet I can not sing -- having no words -- '' `` Nor tune , either , master , '' replied old Tom ; `` so here goes for you -- `` Young Susan had lovers , so many that she Hardly knew upon which to decide ; They all spoke sincerely , and promised to be All worthy of such a sweet bride . In the morning she 'd gossip with William , and then The noon will be spent with young Harry , The evening with Tom ; so , amongst all the men , She never could tell which to marry . Heigho ! I am afraid Too many lovers will puzzle a maid . `` It pleaseth me -- it ringeth in mine ears -- yea , most pleasantly .