Corporation of W--es, 'tis order'd that a Chariot be made to be draw

approve

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regoin

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known, and his P

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they're alw

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mployment en

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nging and Whist

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e Carman, and Hodge

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sitting, sitting

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rner to hear wh

ing Money, Money

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ome Days get

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ting Money, Mone

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n the City dri

ruit both gre

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ting Money, Mone

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e about while I a

any more who

get, but it is

m, so I'll sin

st Mortal, Mort

happiest Mortal,

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is

Rich Merc

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go sail al

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ve with a pre

ou the Tr

alute, and wi

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man proves tr

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Vows which y

hamber we we

uld ne'er u

trange Love, an

e here to S

Woman is tr

and left me

d you shall h

inty kind

mand all Deligh

have, Love, I w

e shy, and a

admires y

man proves tr

me here to

saw your ch

ke one all

only how t

ot speak bu

d I, fair M

wretched Lo

man proves tr

and left me

esents of Rin

d Stones I

kindly, and ca

r Love to m

end she pro

ght she had

ant Wom

ths time we s

said she'd

ther's Conse

have liv'd

nd toy both N

th she chan

man, proves t

me now to m

we have walk

Hand to an

f Love in Sun

ourse and w

Salute we

together

oman she's t

and left me

has my kindn

trust a W

alone I e'e

s false I'll l

enter, on Sea

World where I

man proves tr

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sh'd in a M

Edward

is

Tyrant invad

oul Fiend by t

to morrow di

is Brains with

unluckily go

Fools their A

legiance we'll

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es not one of th

time but to th

thy Forehead bo

Damon with Dri

peevish and

e'er pine at

a fairer, a k

Dispair in

nation be cro

go home in a

or Heart like

isk Brimmer e

ne Fop and the

Hug, and t

and fie, we will

ll Care in a

ng Damon by S

ld look pale a

stemper and ea

the Globe and a

like Venus thou

em, they will

the Fairest, the B

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sfortune e'er

ay care in a

hy Tide steal

though in a

r Greatness and

for their A

e and snug in

Despair in

'er Coffee ne

fresh Treason

Blood flows our V

inspir'd with

s dream of A

ill for new

ur Loyalty we'll

King's Health

he Queen let t

Lads of true

um Poison of Sp

x or Burgundy

he Bottle breed

e all the Se

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bmit to the

Fellow. W

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is

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lush that he's pa

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ll up th

merry Lad

away

t Foot

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al Six that

e to the Juice

never had Wit

bow dy'd as thine,

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both our Head

Can

uncled

tediou

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speak what our

protection is

is must

ill that the Pav

our Be

coated

Searjean

table trembl

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fall down and the

ke Link-boys, run

Holiday. Th

ting

is

when Nymphs ha

een, on a pl

a Maid in an

Swain, to leave h

ith her upo

the sil

r Moan, did leav

me away, come away

will not come,

s not

Words this C

r Mind to hear

went, in grea

Boy with his B

Dart, and strike

ying her C

ave the Swai

gang with this

e away, come away bo

I come, I come

ng'd along

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is

d came to

was Donal

ition'd to

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id th

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ith M

any b

his King

id his Pet

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to Donald m

ty Shilli

wily

n the

a strong B

tout

ht and

ot given

Saturday

in the P

kenn'd a we

as almost

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near

her bonny

id he

her

her side We

by the Lilly

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did to the

y did dri

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me a

gan he wou

he

ight a

y lay her

ld he ros

g did him

kenn'd this

about her

ight w

ome he

it with a

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d up the

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ald walk

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h, quo

Snuff

r Placket

I am

ov'd a

to me th

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out of the

could ge

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never

ine Com

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lost his

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ng up an

ldier

eat and

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you b

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r Donal

vial D

is

Fools, who excl

sweets that the B

he Fancy, the

irst Drunk was ma

ood Claret old A

ll find this the

u'll know by expe

nks most is the

s leads on the

he Terrors of W

Courage, and be

ght C?sar and

our Friends, and k

Loyal Men from C

Brandy, from this

e Wine, that's a F

xton's

Play of Hamlet Prince of De

is

e Arms my lov'd P

the Tools that be

others am rose

g, Ring, a Ring, a

grown easie, my

he worst are now

rms that long fa

a Rin

Measuring and cle

Soil for the Scul

lone, not the Soi

a Rin

'll cry, may the Sa

well contriv'd

wish on such oc

a Rin

make of't, I'll

fresh there that

since he that o

a Rin

ember your Fr

Gentleman, Go

r a Ducket is

a Rin

ext I'll affir

d be private so g

new that the Prie

a Rin

whisper'd an

go in at, what Do

Salutes of the

a Rin

I'll sit with a

e Health of the

sh that Fate bot

may R

eligion, my Mean

is born, to the

short it's con

may R

od Neighbours a

t Children, an

breathing shal

ng, Ring a Ring,

reat

is

f you would

nes what

Cattle Hous

am never

left a g

y tell

d was of

great

hool with a

to learn

e Day I we

never

Years, or

y tell

ly say my Cr

great

then in al

me to

lash the

I knew

took his W

ndly la

Fool and Co

great

from my

uld Plow

e had so

my side

l go to L

hions fo

here they cal

great

ent along

my Hat i

y one that

y Buss'd

ugh, and so

did moc

d say I was

great

walk in has

ple for

heard some

d be bui

t up unto

ty for

high it ma

great

I went to

to see t

what a Hou

finite sig

e Abby Bel

fine sigh

s going to Hea

great

ent along

part of

lants I

they wer

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ople di

I was a Be

great

thro' Pye-c

-meat on

e to take

y was b

ickt, the Co

y tell

sore and ma

great

Smithfield

nt Lass

with me s

cannot

r'd me a P

she was wo

rn then I w

great

e we were

for Wine

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n prov'd

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in couz

kickt me o

great

ange when I

st galla

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great

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re is gre

e was my P

t like t

ull with his

then t

ay my self

great

d went to s

le flock

e Bear-Ga

hey were

stunk most

would p

me witless F

great

the water

hall und

to the Tha

I came

man did h

s did s

y fortune t

great

learned s

rten all

but a Lic

before t

a gallant P

y tell

res call me

eat B

r. Jerem

Mr. Le

is

to Thirty, yet

Peace and all E

n't Swear, and no

ld Husbands, young

ve Taxes, and Sol

rget a rich Cl

e shall please

, and Lovers wi

huffing and Cowar

Women and Priests

do nothing agains

e, and we mind

ave Brewing to d

r Medicines kill l

e shall please

and Lovers wil

ne of Mr. Bar

Cath

is

easant Mo

, merry Birds

ossoms fre

the welco

ng cold Win

right ent

ening swe

n and Maids tript

ly Count

mphs in the

e free, with a F

pherd and

ddle of t

ent brisk and the

ty gay Nymph

erry Feet be

upid arm

w and Dar

quering Ai

ow thro' the Nymp

pherd and

their plea

o try in Enjo

d o'er all

ghing Swai

d Nymphs could

ther Thought

y kind Pair

ds the She

n'd the

mphs as we

hat it is that th

st by cons

ith his prett

She retires

ove's so

g. Sung by M

ld Th

is

ight on t

y Lasses

ng there

alone wor

like dr

brown a

black a

red as

tript it,

stept it,

whirld it,

springing,

the tune

eave and

erk at

d a toss, and a

at down

d my bonn

her from

y words t

thest Las

bleaky

ee let

Dance

w she

uing thu

pray leave

ing heats

I fear lac

a Dance

t last h

t the Fid

t her self

w she

she with

again d

pray stay

d faith ye'

she look

with muck

ye'ar gate

e again

Song. Sung

New Pla

is

the pure

cience dot

at sort of

tice noth

Sect of t

h to live

r Lives with ot

g unto t

h a Holy Si

ho dearly

would have

he Spirit

ny'd, and

n'd unless

onsent, do

rit doth mo

ing to offen

unto his

hese two d

of pure

a Friend a

she shou'd d

ive Months

was quick

will the

all here of

ugh at us

us in ev

o still if t

to follow th

f our Sect, no

of our Co

the time

was to

very gre

by her t

id know, and

y a Friend a

at Sin they sa

been done

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is

Nan stood

r vicious

r noblest P

for want of

of no li

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e little

scratching

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rare conven

e Itching o

greedy Dev

e Flat-capt

blush'd, but th

she, we're s

those things

hey went be

common Fa

upon a Tur

loving Coup

call'd b

king pains t

, coming S

so am I, sa

ll Belly sw

ntain quic

pretty Mous

caus'd a mi

as learnt the

ain and Shame

ventures a

nd opens li

gg: Or, the

is

my Ramble I c

a Spirit, it

Hat and resol

ell a Tuning t

nearer and ne

s one of the

g over, I car

ept tuning th

to her, resolv

gog of a lo

give her a Wh

to the Tune of

Dancing our Fan

Grass and Danc

Breeches and of

a Dancing th

Sir, for your ki

as Wise as the

uld chance to

poor Brat to

ing ended as

nsent and we

aths and left h

t Roaring th

SO

is

happy G

Althea Kin

ut Love a

soft Words

ind Kisses

Joy and

est Instruct

Pillows

ht Sail with

he Mast and

wo Tides t

Shore soon

SO

is

can you be C

remo

s that ar

e a poor Lo

ov'd you these seve

an that ne'er wa

er you my C

'd to give over

Heart of him

s the

that is

he poor Lov

ls that never k

ung'd, 'tis a sham

nger you my C

'd to give over

So

is

Knight and h

along the

he met a

Cocks of

shall you

Grass ly

have a sp

ng of you

ll go alo

ather's H

enjoy my M

tate and

her on a mil

upon a

hey rid up

er and li

came to her F

oated round

streight wit

s Young Knig

urse of Gol

or your P

send my F

with you

u meet a

hro' the ne

fear the Dew

pling of he

u meet a

by the H

ll not wh

ot when you

Dew upon

your Dama

cost your

ling and

ind blows fr

dry the

have a sp

mpling of

SO

is

ondon I'll

untry now

ear, and

ear, and

se and Air

un, this t

fish, fals

oung and ye

less Count

me engross

ondon, I'

tive Cou

thy Pleasure

my Wife wi

! 'tis ten

s a mild

of ORMOND

Mr. C

is

e Boys

ign for

the Actio

e ORMOND

ll joyn

goes, may you

quest a

nour p

ND has got

rumpets n

Ecchoe

s, may you g

Glories

ORMONDS

this great A

so Loyal

ue to the

goes, may yo

cords

RMONDS g

, like these

this Princ

re-Father

goes, may yo

Praise of

h Men of

on the Van

h Lives a

s'd for

goes, may yo

whole Nati

all did

d he Command

NA so

Foes t

goes, may yo

Voice of

eal for t

D to France, S

le and

Conquer

goes, may yo

oldiers

humbly

Applause gai

ind and

all Men

goes, may yo

stly

Honour t

s, as well

Subject

MOND's g

goes, may you

ke off

Genero

ded so brav

ANNA a

Duty an

goes, may you

for Mel

is

rown so M

ink on noug

you

you

you

ou t

of

a C

ish for

ife, or

uld I C

ld have a B

ten Thousand

all

thy

d I

to s

hy F

hy W

ast away

ft you of

uld I C

d have a so

Virgin sho

would

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ll d

would

a T

ur Th

d bill li

eath or

uld I C

e Bowl, where

in, I'd fil

whe

hould

hould

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your

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hus and

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l there sh

sphere-like

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hose

elig

us

with

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strives

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uld I C

Gold, nor

r Songs, mak

the

hy M

the

a

hy B

thee

Pox be t

lague wor

would C

est Valenti

is

Birds presen

chaunt a Go

phs let you

to serve

forth, ye V

ck to my

is Loves

Heav'n but

er than the

than the Qu

erfections

ifie my

re's choic

, Beauty, Wo

nited in

s claim a

that are m

rest in my

all

lin's A

is

t from his Sh

April, as grey

heard a Voice

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hose Countenanc

oks some sadn

O, I am al

her, and cry'd w

h she, why will

e Swain, hath o

, O, I am a

ilk-pail, and t

his Beard, on his

psa cry'd, befor

O, I am a

stout Collin! I

Handkerchief all

ve thee, and a

cry'd, O, O, I

h she, hath ma

'd Sarah that dw

ning late her Ho

O, O, I am

huck'd her un

o love thee I

lieve it when the

O, O, I am

th Collin, I'l

pass, by the Mas

done this befor

, O, I am

itch that quite

e truest that e'

y Milk-Pail fa

O, I am a

e thoul't not leav

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y Collin, jo

I Faith, I'll

kes, A Song

ll: Sung by

is

mpare with the j

swing of all Pl

ts up for a w

t Hours with Mirth

lay-house and chat

Rose where he take

a C?sar he re

ets as he reels, as

ar Girl in his A

to the jolly Town-Rake

at Turk has his

s Seraglio, and s

a Lady, but as

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Sports his whol

t is soberest is

easure, breaks W

Cullies, then lies

he Surgeon and

mpare with the j

Garden he makes

se haunts but to

y Mortals, and

get the best We

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ncertain, he lov

s longest becaus

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ompare with the

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is

ridon an

a love

g Crowns

g Tales

else, but what

ey were a

ed so th

her plain

s to ease

ething

times he

er on th

farther pr

ty Leg w

ething

Beauties

r still i

ter Joys

'd o'er h

ething

ffort sh

ion to w

it was fain

e away y

ething

idon grow

te would

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you ho

ething

seem'd alm

d in amo

and told h

our Love

ething

llis di

er than t

ing ask'd

not Kis

ething

his Reve

ture at

they fell

each oth

ething

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Dear B

is

gs of small W

tern made

tho' you are

ard and u

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t Cruel,

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passest alo

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n will t

they will

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dost then, f

idget, for

my Bason h

me in m

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s to a Lady whom he went to visit, because the Maid the Night befo

is

no Eye

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ne, O

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ne, O

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ng Damon bles

ft Words

hug the pl

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I, my best

my Bos

kindling th

kind God,

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mur'd i

either Flock

thou dos

o long thei

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eed with t

er'd up

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refus'd

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'd him qu

before Oli

ders of t

g her int

the dear

ymph, soon,

away th

e did, for h

'd him fro

with gay Gar

prepar'

t if the G

n might

ain he's gon

he can't

dience a

Fate li

try all t

ill hav

ou have him

e him in

n to the Jilt

r. W

is

ed Mortal, t

rolong t

re are no Jo

a welco

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cures al

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th' ungra

thou Faith i

re Syre

n in Loves

e to see

re never

ys truth

o nothing

s and flat

on bid Li

will th

are open'd w

ted aga

true, you v

r Death y

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unto t

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is

created Wom

elov'd, and

ict what Heav'

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spute me, for I

ect you

Nature

salute you

d fair Intre

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g modestly woul

to slight my

uld cry Sir, pri

pray Sir

nay now,

er die Sir,

reat her the

melted wi

ng look'd like

me to attemp

fall Sir, she

he would

she could

as false, Sir,

going to

is

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ose his Lif

s are such pe

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k, Tom, Ral

s make all

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l never ze

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hat must che

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SO

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r Face, with a f

y made, and she

er Wethergig ma

el, hey trolodel,

msey she gives

is gone to grind

d Water, and was

Petticoats and p

even Nights she ma

a hey

Peggy, and som

Midsummer, but th

nny Lass, and gri

ccupied when othe

a hey

rin a poke, and we

on thy Back and then

tter totter, haud

eane stand, merr

a hey

lap, and in g

ugh steans Peg

of Water that sh

e Clap for burn

a hey

e Dam sure and l

bout, and the Mi

rdy, and the steanes

the Mill Trough, and

el, hey trolodel,

msey she gives

SO

e Famous M

Sylvia, a ge

as loving, and k

ling Grove went

e a vent to his Hea

he, (and sigh'

olves will you

said, how ne

hat shall only th

r about to lo

her pretty Eyes

m Cheeks, then pla

is Reason his Pa

he said, 'tis a

ore and I'll gi

cry'd, then sh

said, then tri

the Wicket, he

I wou'd if it

the Gods will cha

this; straight

nfess, but no Tel

d cry'd, you're a

rove false I sho

'd, and straight

Body he clasp

ress'd her, heap'd

l I now? no n

hall never enjo

ere dead, she sl

eath bequeath

d the Youth his

ll about him to c

SO

is

mow'd, and your

be full, and you

my Boy

my Boy

roar our H

est

est

roar our H

y Boys

he Parson, we'll

a Blockhead h

in

in

a Blockhead h

n Ten

long, like a B

and Dumpling a

t to

t to

and Dumpling a

to P

our Ale till

the Honour o

Engl

Engl

the Honour o

nglan

SO

is

send me ba

cannot h

yours you wi

hould you

think on't

it me

a Thief in

al it ba

o Hearts in o

not be t

here is th

ur Hearts

is such a

t find

hink I am be

m most i

Care, then

no long

lieve I hav

as she h

n'd Doctor.

Joh

is

fight for P

y be Mis

rs study al

s glory in

re Wine, revi

ive us chea

marshal in

over's loc

icial Col

Native Red

Win

, Pout, and C

lease your P

alt Westpha

eat, but M

Win

backward Sp

, that befo

od Fellows th

flows from Cu

Win

e Ptysick, s

e Palsie, so

ith Fat, and

sound that

Win

Youth, and som

Wife, and

Wit, and som

s nothing t

re Wine, revi

ive us chea

maki

is

y and I w

ng Summ

ere almos

king of

f was of Ho

w upon h

'd somethin

t's tha

gs were of

ht with ye

Leg was n

as whit

s black as

her Mout

daintil

t,

oats were

they do

d not a P

s by to

hem up all

nk her Li

me for to m

t,

on had Wiv

ubines a

ssess more

ad more

rmount a w

she lets m

better th

t,

and the Ro

my Jen

ontentment s

st void

fear my Je

e more Me

e should, a

at is tha

g Song. The

es Sy

is

y Phillis h

ther'd Ma

ir Passion in

e, must I a

hout a frow

ted, & knotted, and k

Love in thy

e a Tyra

Heart a Chi

a Dart o

lis,

nths in si

in rag

eserve one w

on shoul

lis,

ur faithful

one look

ooth his f

easingly

lis,

s of his Potent Army in the Netherlands, which w

is

wis le

s like

ls for

he, if

inish

should

Fates wi

fable

lborough

lborough

n'd the

wer of

ops of

ch'd from

'd to A

nquerin

hack'd

may c

ost of th

will be

will be

d-Son i

tify'd

p by Op

ld at Di

ds must

ory d

rlborou

atling

underi

s all be

s all be

ere am

es for

s my Com

ces in

Capita

LES has

ings lik

rced my

eatens

I lye

I lye

ting fo

ssionat

n my Di

fatall

rits i

of the

vel and

'tis we

s horr

orough's

orough's

ttles

er he

ld and V

ul and g

Royal

nguish

r his

evert

ion's i

my Da

my Da

hilip i

ut of

r I ha

they a

agues me

ders an

k at my

k we mu

at we e

astles,

astles,

s are de

I dec

eak Co

my Phy

t him

fort wit

t all

t me

r my Co

of the

of the

I shal

slip my

dreadful

it but

d lay m

darin

ire and

rtainl

rt in m

ng me a

ng me a

y me t

et by Cap

is

be a Man i

lead a L

of Passion, (a litt

sty Dos

ph has no

s to sigh

ut put in

do the W

SO

Mr. Tho

is

of my Passion fai

at the Lo

her Eyes twist

ore fortun

e so great, I'll

t is too

hat's struck

s so just to my

with Delight

ves on, though

but his D

efrain her negl

force,

ty can ceas

SO

is

I fair Ce

ess then

ou'd with Pl

dly Rays

ghts we pas

ld Diver

ld kindly h

me othe

ld kindly h

me othe

last I gr

my grow

y Passion

ed ev'n

ou'd her Frie

her Love

Contentment

nd Friend

SO

Mr. Fis

is

Damon bee

auties of

st warm Lo

oper hands

st Nymph S

his resistl

nd Verse as s

e Captive i

amon's So

dess of

ues with ch

Glories d

News no so

s up the C

lvanus wit

the Lawrels

wise, and

ring, when

y in Lov

s and La

rds too amb

Astrea o

e shooting

d thus their

So

Mr. F

is

el, no Tongue

that in t

l-melting

y Jove once view

nder al

down his

ymph in the Sh

uch Love as you s

oul, created fo

an Floramel

e World wit

uly free, had

ful Lov

btful an

ess, ne'er doubt,

will prov

r endles

ymph, like the S

Earth, will pro

n Love's Garden I

int. Nay

hose dear

t by Mr. R

is

ods and pur

Life in ple

t for the Wo

false delig

alas! can

e Truth of a

alas! can

e Truth of a

t by Mr. He

is

all soft Ch

Humour po

om Affect

ternal Em

e goes, Love

n Envy,

less the Tr

serve the Co

y so much

t else none

iting treach

which ev'n p

every tri

th ev'ry glim

Prey so dea

an wound a

ye Ages a

careless o

Vows her R

ve on, and

from all ch

rise, no Fro

rment ca

with a crow

t by Mr. T

is

Fame o'er a

's Prai

r Oaten Pip

hless Be

ymphs were fo

the swee

disputes

the seco

on, whose s

y e'er c

at Cupid's

d the God

s Nymph, and p

ent Char

z'd, then sigh

Curi

et by Mr.

is

the only

uin'd Lo

ions yield

's nothing

lory of P

ishes gav

re the migh

ging Pain

Jealousie

ever wai

gawdy Pow'r

Monster wo

me, nor Abse

ir remove

them all

rments st

her matchl

orous Hea

t would do

ing, Flam

ind immor

Love immo

'er creat

arms of So

e my Loss

nts it a

orn me, I mi

she shew

Fortune i

ment I'll

ge for my

in its Po

SO

is

who did lo

languish'd

bleating Flo

upon a Ri

se Eyes did

lov'd, but l

laugh'd, but

it lessen'd

urprize and

heave, her H

she out, Ah

God most

e spoke, but

first consul

found that

lass! had l

burns! but '

Eyes she re

SO

is

fondly contemns

Nature hath sof

ind to present

r own to neglec

Beauty, ordain'd

laves, as the Go

longer reserve

y self, to see

leasure, alass

happy, when bo

Priests, do in

ng Lust, which in

their Madness

laves still imp

tempers where L

t Heaven, must

hose Titles of H

de us sin, by

SO

r. Willi

is

ut never L

at charm

y Featur

on ev'r

all know tha

cold Loo

eart that's

rkle throu

gentle Gl

Leave t

ich would f

st sigh a

in Vale

is

ld coy Am

pairing Lo

yes have C

er Ear refus

e, whose Rac

dden to

rn me, let

oks, her L

my Heart yie

e cease to

e cease to

ve, and mu

av'n the

by Mr. Pelha

is

e I d

e's False, or

ve me

will ask u

nds at

s by way of

s for t

e kind Man a

prove n

Act, Proces

fe for

ivorc'd the

rents ar

s can't be

s and gre

a Punk to

SO

is

e Sicilia

rning's o'er

your usu

l your She

Shepherde

he mighty

a the Glory o

Love of all

us with h

Shepherd h

Shepherd

Gods, and le

Gods, and le

SO

is

ilander lef

he Life of

mournful St

Bank and mur

ng Flocks fors

choly by

Ground him

Mournful Sh

ll that's br

Night and c

Sun will gil

ost Youth r

pensive Hea

l Willow sha

with chearful

ll seem Ete

Pan, if yo

e rural G

uths that grac

beautifu

et Air and c

g Swains did

O ye God

and Shepherds

SO

r. Tho.

is

Mortal whose H

wn Quiet's be

olden to no

nchantments ne'e

or a Smile can

equally bear

ail Beauty stil

sly Felons doth

dently, prudentl

t still wanders i

relieve it when

once it is fa

Dangers still l

hains of the Capt

is Evil, then

e Misfortunes hi

Camelion he li

lingers 'twixt H

e Candle he spor

in Folly, he di

uch talk'd of

aves few true

huffing would o

would fail of a

come off, and t

is hitherto p

reedom once ha

lost is as h

d sniv'ling, and

pining, and br

nd silent in

Pastimes for tho

and Fashion doth

State should for

seize on, and m

save, or rel

by Mr. Hen

is

several w

Passion fro

hat I shoul

cannot M

e last and

ease my wre

urn'd, rat

, by the swift Fa

SO

is

gentle Love, l

pring and Wind a

ing Blasts strive

' she flies, have

cling Ring

ing Whisper

nd pants, as

ld, but da

SO

Mr. F

is

more of Fla

mon dull

Romances

ts of lit

n, I'm not

nish'd Po

est and Con

surp'd hi

Hope or c

s or purli

d talking

fantasti

my Pity o

rist I'l

ridiculo

l pretend

Monarch onc

like rul

s Subjects

ts were al

he Slaves r

'd into

est is thei

grows out

SO

Mr. F

is

Care, Love,

ove our Bus

hus merry

and fear

briskly to

flying Top

great Disco

w World of

ls that St

ir Debates

the God

ry great

ots Small-b

d valiant W

ite had th

with Al

ur Arms, an

he English Ki

next a bon

hus and

tate I le

lace by your r

w March! Dub

that will

et by Mr.

is

nd Love may be

y Oblige by

hey ever have

t expect I

mple to Friend

here all the r

dess accep

dess accep

t Image of all

er of endle

e yours, and th

at your Alt

art has Devo

ur Service all

have all thi

t yo

oddess of Foo

too much in

where 'tis in

ce of he

undoes me bef

esignment rece

sh away i

nguis

SO

r. Henry

is

courts hi

o great Pass

ine too muc

like Coqu

is way of

ex so far

l fool away

ide of bei

ile when we

lockhead buy

ve more Pow

r soft Love

alots, with s

ling make

nt long win

fall to th

et by Mr.

is

Strephon, c

las! is al

s you should

oo, too wil

eakness al

pratling tel

e easie Con

he value of

' unruly P

could not

alas! I fo

hout Condi

e thus surpr

kindly, f

gallant V

o'er a van

SO

Mr. D

is

ths, whose He

's Imperi

e warn'd and

me to avoid in

lves to trem

s to Bloss

Seamen, hi

an qui

-Sex, if Bli

s beneath

z'd on Bea

sted Qu

th restless

l fill w

Falshood th

l us with

et by Dr.

is

myntas charm

s Sheep beg

on stole the

ll now be

ove your Thou

l to a Sh

s Passion yo

e me, be qu

SO

r. Richa

is

free is the

submit to the Y

esses of Plea

th Hope, nor depr

Disturbance, an

of Love, without

in vain their A

is peevish, prou

gins their Pa

ir Grief, 'till them

or Darling lies

the Womb, or o'er

SO

ross in the Mo

Mr. R

is

e and wan

thee, Prithe

oking well ca

, looking i

and mute y

prithee w

eaking well c

thing, no

r shame, this

nnot, cannot, c

elf she wil

, nothing c

vil, the Devil, t

ing a Patch upon a becoming place

is

e Patch up

a Foil on o

Foil, wou'd

a Foil on o

ides a char

n Pity, y

ty plac'd

ides a Char

n Pity, y

plac'd i

in Pit

Pity plac

SO

by Mr. Leve

ea

is

when Strepho

boast a Co

gns are aim'

the Love h

sing, and prays

t his Iris ca

e, 'tis all

boast a Co

ieving, while

lready, wil

when Strepho

boast a Co

SO

Ramondon,

ea

is

g Phillis i

g Phillis i

e were as

wounded Hea

er Eyes le

wounded Hea

er Eyes le

wounded Hea

er Eyes le

wounded Hea

er Eyes le

Sigh, I La

ill not le

out the Pa

r I meet

SO

r. Antho

is

ing Damon

Unhap

should thy L

ting was

constant fla

uccessfu

glect and su

he Nymph

ou'll obtai

her Coy

ue the Fair

ou fly,

not pursu

ming cr

Virgin had

a lifele

Opera call'd

Set by Mr.

is

not with i

whining Loves

celess

overs? wha

st, but sla

overs? wha

st, but sla

st, but sla

'd as Natu

eauty durs

us Slaves b

'd as Natu

ns as Sence

eres, Venu

e learnt tr

Freedom is the o

n the

Mr. Joh

is

ion fire

orn o'er Me

low Flocks

ook, and lea

low Flocks

ook, and lea

throw bene

ks of Kings

cles, Joys

e're thy f

omedy call'd Hampstead-Heath.

is

that'

pty S

of Bur

ne'e

t his

than tha

that'

that'

ot, Patch a

cious

ounds

well t

ch of

ne of

ring Airs

that

that

ts and borr

riot

it on

d Pace an

eign

tick

cenary

mber

-- ye

ce, tho' a

ceful

e wise

and Prate

astards

'rous

ia and

up a

Grand

-Podge for

Innocent Mis

les, Sung by

is

and wish'd you wou

e to give

I know it as

orance pass

votion each pas

he dull Foo

eve that I spa

ickle, on purpo

to tickle

an more, think

ach Apocr

a Thousand false

e enough, I shall

have enough

RIS in the

Mr. Joh

is

er turn thee, hither t

er turn thee, hither t

not Venus, let no

s rules, Venus ru

ules them, Love rules t

es the Go

Love rules them

Love rules them,

hem, and she

SO

y Mr. Ward,

rr

is

why do yo

l and so k

t prove to

self endur

no the wan

er cease t

reconcile

reas and

oles shall

e from th

rom fair Be

her charmi

SO

r. Willi

is

Day e're Al

opes would his

eak, nor I coul

ng Heart was so

of his Passion his

y talk'd, and w

ella's did kind

rages, who lik

Fate this Pro

the Air would ha

low Envy that i

uel Scorn is

SO

ck by Mr. J

is

roguishly

one stole

the little, lit

e Love to

the little, lit

e Love to

Dame soon m

there, and he

d there dis

run, and he

, and here and the

erty to gain, his

his R

n, in vain

ing Prisoner stil

he'll ne'

he'll ne'

no, no, no

no he'll ne'er

no, no, no

no he'll ne'er

Sold

is

rs, the Song

ers have forgot

ember shall co

ld Soldiers o

ueens old

Drake, that w

iscus, who f

h the Streight

old Sold

roud Spanish A

o'er the old Wor

, laden with Go

old Sold

avendish, tha

ld Sails the sam

erefore with Cl

old Sold

wleigh, that t

st part of the

o'er the World

old Sold

John Norris,

unt, made his

is Foes, with

old Sold

t Fort, an in

n sent him to hel

oud Fox, to the

old Sold

tout Fryer, as

f Pike with hi

ost sent to hi

old Sold

ed Norris, th

oe, and a Ref

mpregnable to

old Sold

d unfortunate

old Bridge, and k

he Mistress

old Sold

Norris, by the

n Ireland, L

d his Blood in he

old Sold

rry Norris, in

se Leg was cut o

my Dancing, and

old Sold

ll Norris, the

untary, with

sh Wars, to's

old Sold

Wenman, the fir

Walls of old C

nighted, and li

old Sold

enman, when Bres

to the Seas, wit

overing, long a

Old Sol

Wenman, whose

ause for his Co

reland, a goo

old Sol

d Wenman, so va

f Bohemia, as

his Valour to

Soldi

d Soldiers, ye

many of one H

John Lord Vis

ldier of

ueens old

s in Westmi

crowd of Wapping Sea-men, Southwark Broom-men, the Inhabitants of the Bank-Side, with a Butcher or two prickt in among them. There a while they stand gaping for the Master of the Show, staring upon the Suburbs of their dearest delight, just as they stand gaping upon the painted Cloth before they go into the Puppet Play. By and by they hear the Bunch of Keys

une; In Imitation

William

od Earl of

is Monument w

ear upo

h Marshal

the Third

ou take up

l ne'er b

rd Edward T

f Shrewsbu

ith his Co

most deli

o him ther

rd Pecksh

e only th

Hampshi

tell you

beneath t

his, and Da

of Us u

Brockhurst t

erlain to

Richard the

King of

Hollis, the

as Suffolk

n of Edward

Death's co

hird King Edw

our Reco

ote, nor say

Heaven

was John o

no Cost

s Earl, and h

could live

hun, Dutche

of York's

solv'd to Ho

ow with De

n Ross, but

in Chil

arquiss of

ied by h

Penny well sp

you're no

Cup doth l

h Embassad

Devil it c

se, or b

ises carried it away.The B

y is in

d's Countess,

Burleigh

Daughter, a

e by one

ere bonny Da

e no Coac

s other Women did, ha Ralf. Ralf. Oy, Oy.

hem jogg

! those high

to pray

low, and 'cau

tues pray

Dutchess o

the La

ross. Mol. I believe we have it at home over our Kit

as a Gal

Monument wh

ith so ma

Countess of

and, Sir Geo

George was

untess she

at Duke of

n topt K

Eatam, a Sc

n was S

Compliments f

and eke Q

he Countes

the Lady

s Grandmoth

ath she ha

en Mary, Que

anan doth

ly Oafe could not she be brought here, after

r was th

of our Se

hat lyeth

Countess w

ond and

Seventh

air Queen

Founder of

no ill b

is Monument

y that ve

no small Fools in those days.

h with his

y stand upri

ies made

and a Wand in

obes upon t

he Duke of

Dutchess

tabb'd at Po

e lost h

of King Jam

h keeps v

t keeps such a bawling, we can't hear wha

is the

is Queen

niards did

s Buried, wi

rees with

Chapel no

e follow

he Lady C

ople cry,

e Lady Fra

ss of Suff

Lord Dudley

hey look u

Brumley l

ld him no

Sons, and Da

e were a

s Sir John

is his La

s Sir John

e of you

l of Bridgwate

no use of

s Lady lie

e go up

ould ha done for a Hundred such.Ed

rneath th

he Chair whic

ile ago f

om. Gad and I'll come hither and try one of these Days, an't be but to get

nd Queens w

Chair ano

upon th

e Stone did

of a Dow

at 'twas hit

ood hones

e Second l

rst Queen,

Third lies

was a Ga

s his two h

oth true

's Blood was n

es it loo

gain, with his

Woman by

all one, fo

not so long

d the Conf

his Monu

uoth one, a

e both me

fth lies the

e Queen

t Edward sh

ore than ye

ird lies the

rb John i

d, but still

is Sons we

Years he R

e Crown wo

ise him, 'c

lder of

Cecil lies

the Earl

ks are as unwilling to die as poor F

perplex

ary, Lord Hu

he makes wi

so often, is it not Mary? Mol. Ay, ay,

abeth of g

one William

f a Ce

as he of W

t saith no

he Bishop

ere lay'd

eventh lov'

wrote hi

Bacchus,

tleman n

uried him h

at Man wi

ohun, who th

th me i'the

ll he was Ea

rd, and N

Constable

ry well

ty Maids be

g up to th

e Presses

ee them

o more are

t is sai

e Stairs co

es first w

hree tumble d

the Peo

great Sir

e Spaniard

els suppor

his Body'

he could have but kep'd 'em.That S

General

e Spaniard

firm'd i

there hard

was a C

could a L

as the H

th Sir John

the Majo

Norris, that

ey go to

e Shew is

s are don

n pays for

tice for

he Comedy call'd, she wou'd and s

is

eart has o

o'er Gau

usand Loves

'd, 'till it was

when I saw

twas soon det

as well fors

nish i

as well fors

nish i

the great

, new Beauti

, again tur

, never, never,

ver, never, neve

r, never, s

, again tur

, never, never,

ver, never, neve

r, never, s

her Royal Highness. Set by Mr. Leveri

is

kind, besides my

ty, my conqueri

ring Beau

from him I love w

killing damp com

young, I'm fa

and young

young, I'm fa

and young

et him wander

nder, let

let him wander

th and Beauty, Y

and

and Beauty, Youth

eauty that can

a Jove, an

o, no, no, no, no fau

nstant

then let him

ms then le

nguish, pi

no, no, no, no,

he Fair Pen

. Sung by

is

h turn, ah whith

rn, ah whither

hither wou

o Charming, too

to conquer, n

to conquer,

ful, of the fea

rn, ah whither

ither, whither, ah w

I call, in vain

ke fleeting,

by some tem

rom the voice

pitying, pitying,

one, not one pity

, pitying, pity

not one pitying, pityi

not one pitying, pityi

. Tho. Wall. Set to Musick

is

t Damon's

t Damon's

t enchant

, thousands, tho

more, and th

s more may s

s more may s

bright al

ces all

e wounded

reast, and

Breast is

r Damon, se

r more c

ousand Heart

sigh, and

sigh and d

Joy's Lam

is

y, now what d

oul our Count

they can ne

there our Ho

hone, ah h

-l for a So

ause of our

lin we came to

business was cu

one,

left us now

ht upon the

let but the

tion had all

one,

her Measures

r we shan't s

London is comi

against him res

one,

do, the Lord

beaten witho

ins to feel

re has proved t

one,

but come, which

e Hereticks all

ds to us as Br

fear but Ora

one,

false, and to Or

M-- shall play

fresh in their

k me, we all

hone, a ho

n by one of the Craft: To be Sung on

is

om Nature has

Life to hap

the World I am

pending, I n

so high nor s

d Want are both

ompound of Fre

ill, and I wor

Envy, and yet

t enough for to

nd richer I ow

e worse, as liv

om Cares live s

in I live well

happy, Content

nteelly, and

Play, why I co

t one time I Los

Winnings still

ithout the first

it out by Shi

Work the swif

y Night, I'm a

udge on, and be Sla

of Pleasure by B

their Stocks to b

k on the whole D

that pass with th

y Shoes, pray se

he World still co

ir Losses repin

hrive, not conten

he Trouble and Th

ent, 'till the W

hro' Fortune, and

rich know no W

plagu'd to pay

and Pleasure my

Blessings but

ate Crispin with

k Foul, may it bli

Hand, and let

Youth was a Sea

ffle. To the f

Park a fair F

Baud and a lu

of Money beg

the Baud, but you sh

s my ow

not a

rts in four, or y

Whore, must tak

damn'd e'er you g

vex'd, straight

ur Duds, and I

Ribbonds, your Glo

came, and so o

ttocks

for to

ot able her Cl

fell to't, and

ents, th'art a Bau

Buttocks that li

e Case, both P

reason was of

sturb them bef

ell yo

never m

so bold she

Cullies three P

t of four must

s cry'd, let us

yield to retur

we'll help to str

broad with a s

n she d

was no

he Tyranous Ba

the Money was f

lusion the Baud

ntfort. To the

is gone, and th

for this Beau, as t

wo Brats for t

ourt, and the C

l vow a

if an

young Lord, he sh

leased with him wh

is part to reven

their amorous B

s pretend to an

wasion their He

guilty, to br

ll wil

g Blade

tion will joyn

full many a Tea

eet, for their

foul Murther's

without, tho'

Beau, the sad Fa

d for Love, was a

Jering

y Risb

ck Barkley, and

ose Heart as har

hose for a Br

rth can be safe

is Slaughter unp

r whose Persons th

envy'd, but stra

l B--

'd for t

Virtuous their

Mind, and their

dden Fate of d

in Spark think t

Female, like on

s Voice, and his

meet, they preva

quali

like

Stage, and in E

Miss Felton, to an

Death of the

spight of this

awful King of th

s anointed a fo

ase and unma

nce he

shall

ntance has lai

Lady, who in mo

eve for the De

SO

ames Townshe

es. The Wo

is

ly, 'tis De

to the Sy

r warbling

n Consort wi

airing Shep

unes the trem

e pitying Wo

eans the thi

r lovely Lo

your Ruin

's dangerous

ngages an

f you'd avo

e darts Res

y Damon e'e

Deaf, be Bl

aris, in the

by Mr. Jo

is

tal, none sh

cred Rod I'l

e, and vie

every Gra

sand Darts fl

tal, none ca

sand Darts fl

tal, none ca

et by Mr.

is

urprize t

the World, and

Danger of e

h, Victorious Marlbor

new Lightning from

like these no for

the Subjects Heroes,

et by Mr.

is

in, in vain, i

the Go

er remove

ove the prett

ho' he woun

I'll be con

will I

, no, no, no mo

er whom I l

creates

t I expec

as any

spares the Go

he spare

ong. To the

rist-Chu

is

ir and fin

er Bri

at the

for the

so curiously

first and

idegroom sla

cries, come,

y Cheek clos

, goes the Bel

e and Touc

with

d their

all fast

et by Mr.

is

my Fate's t

my Fate's t

e harm in

my Fate's t

e harm in

Sighs, why s

Sighs and Fond

encrease your

still burns

urns a Lov

'd like lig

elf and giv

'd like lig

self, wast

lf, and give

et by Mr.

is

rms are pas

kind as s

rms are pas

kind as s

grant no gre

Nymph more w

grant no gre

nor Earth a Nymph m

, Unkindness m

s makes th

ly, that He

ness mars

s that Heav'nly,

takes and cal

Nature o

takes and cal

Nature o

or near the new Palace-yard, Westminster, Sold his Wife for a Shilling, and how she was sold a Second time for five Shillings to Judge; My L

is

Ale-draper near

Jerk the Bum

orced to stan

Clutches fro

oul the we

ncil'd was

her in

own'd him

Scarff, and ro

illing sold

s very wil

or Cuckold alon

mself his Hor

oachman he

this a ver

dirty

am a

Scarff, but ro

gladly d

ee Men was

sband did car

one whole Ni

dge the Coachm

this most cu

her five

her was

ood or Sc

o Judge, a Le

did most hu

prithee, my

gain I fain

ill but let

what she e

r by m

will t

ood and S

old Baud to

wade her to

ave one of her

give her a ha

rithee now

or I shall

not fo

thee co

or Scarff, th

an then wi

he Baud to t

tion that she

have now and

from her for

a parting Gla

with good

rged h

a grazing, ro

nvited the Co

a Treat at hi

Cares in full b

as welcome a

all the Hu

Cuckolds-Po

sed and

zed and

o take her ro

enjoy her w

t the old Cu

ood for the Gam

Horns sits dr

d revels whe

end as

ned Wis

ed to t

Scarff, and ro

he Prizes being Rich and Loving Husbands, from three Thousand to one Hu

y Lasses v

e may her S

is

s that live

tiful prop

Maids who da

y good News

y now ou

ll be in t

h Treasure, and We

y be at yo

all light of a

three Thousand

he Price of

a Guinea

away, and ma

up the Lo

that lodg

the good Fo

'Squire, he'll

and accord

ty Lasses and

two Thousand a

is Sevent

e whole Lot

f which, are P

for this

ers and Tayl

hat you can

Jenny, and thro

's a deli

ty Lasses and

one Thousand a

hould win for

hree Thous

e brave; what mo

ight in Gl

ng Coach yo

s to run by

spare it? Faith w

ld not be s

ty Lasses and

Five Hundreds a

and Maids

be admitte

dred and Ten, as

your Eyes

for one Gui

th a Woman

admitted, in hop

ds couragio

ty Lasses and

kind Husbands no

t are full o

the black, a

stout, and fi

nd the top

r in eve

e a young Gir

squeese you, and

as a conqu

ty Lasses and

kind Husbands no

be fearful

ring you Gu

in, for we

pon Valen

are many

ith a wort

Mary, Sib, Su

, and prett

time if you'll

ind Husbands th

I know the

of a Cap

less, no Sor

p your wa

es it is b

ul Sighs t

nt hearted, tho'

nnot recko

g Lasses, your G

have the good

on the

is

uoso's, rich Hei

Troops to t

Death, to the Co

whore on, and t

pens her Arms

ression her Lord

ardons, and su

is now as our

Relicks of Saint

looking upon,

n Atheist, must n

ade Martyrs, and

the River, so Su

whence, Mortals wer

he place too, as

Pope was brough

since, to prev

uccessors still

s to see the gay

Cap, and two Ke

'twill, yet the P

servorum, no

Heav'n will as

Parish to a P

to see the old M

such Pomp as her

ardons, here Crossi

d Spiritual Train'

Cardinals, Mon

ch-Bishops, to R

iversion the mo

hear, and high D

ll out-warble yo

r Fools, of Bal

w fond they're to

s Pimp, all Nun

some Months at o

nd Punks, all you

seen all, that the

so Rich, tho' as

small Comfort afte

l do just so an Hun

g Man'

is

sick and l

ll being wr

Soul to Go

ody to t

Church-men

to greedy

bition whils

Will and

olks brown B

Bones, with h

avel whilst

d on Roots

Rich Men

w Deeds, and H

mselves they

his,

ly Courtier

in one Hea

Bribes, I th

pression thr

ive them le

s for to rai

awn, Collog

his,

ldiers for

Wounds their

beg on be

n Hand to

ll poor Sc

r Pains and

and Taunts o

Will and

ers I gran

y gave them

earn two P

Night two Gr

ths when the

them inc

wo Barrels

Will and

swift, this

t may besee

eir good Wiv

a Yard and

too must b

give them

Sleeves to

his,

haunters g

Nose, and St

foul with d

ame until t

s that will

Substance b

n Dagger

his,

idlers I Wi

oor and threa

places whe

y more Tunes

ng Players

Substance b

n Beggars f

his,

Smell-smocks

aunt purrs, a

then the f

Gill gav

rs I give

r Toil and T

way such Kn

Will and

Cutpurses ha

mong the thi

Purse nor P

hey get to

Falter in

ray their

Tyburn for

Will and

Men I giv

ir Strength i

of such M

n do a too

ve them le

ir Service

ke Humphry

his,

illers I G

are, nor Pok

rist, so e

Strike, and

Butchers Huf

lump of R

Mutton goo

his,

ives punish

Cakes and

Drink with ne

made of Pis

t meaneth f

House have

keep a pr

Will and

Husbands

easure, wa

n Horns they

close their Wi

r Wives, I W

up that the

still they

Will and

Swaggerers no

em for a p

g off of d

f them I w

e them for

Hope and Livel

or a Hemp

thi

ngest Liver

rvisor o

Silver let

g for't in M

Sung at the

Do

is

Country there l

hores as was ne'

self he knows

Body can

o Body

of the Gang, an

s soon as got

be hang'd, when th

no Bod

have hitherto sav'

t live honest, ther

hey are not Mar

no Bod

Matron of t'o

as Diana, or a

Daughter shall w

no Bod

Ambitious both

or honest Men

eir Tail, and a sti

rara Whores a

ara rara

SO

is

ems is for Bet

a Blessing and

Blest if the Pr

o doubt but in Hea

Rogues who ne'e

not sent them thro'

Honest, tho'

nd Brawling they'll

enjoy your Bot

ke an Imp, is at

you Sot, come, c

Unhappy abroa

Batchelor

r Sober he t

ubl'd with Scol

an be said of a

Day and Nigh

istress, Bottl

wits us, do

a Fool of ev

ve did the S

all her Sex tha

and Couzenin

if Adam had st

t Marries he thi

tion, for sure

otting and spen

Bawling, the Wi

is pleasant we

l, there's none

SO

is

gone, and the Roun

est Blessing

l sally'd out, and ript

ake her M

er Roundhead, and

Shrewsperry her Fl

creat sharge of

Groats lap'd i

ink hur se

bles

o Shurch, or hur

rd's Prayer, or hu

of hur own Head, lye

ay a long

bles

great Cood that yo

Peace with our King,

tary Charge, Imp

free Qua

ou Master Roundhead, a

by Mrs. Cr

remiah

is

strea hi

a's brigh

he Iron Wo

the Sil

he Iron Wo

the Sil

with his h

d in Ear

hose wretche

e, Lust,

e Surpriz'd

les, Sung by

is

I saw her c

Shape and m

my Rosie Cheeks d

y Pulse did be

nd my Puls

ish'd for a, do you

what makes So

ht, and Stat

all in ev

akes a Subje

deny'd, an

flew, I d

catch'd

u seen, but oh

n what had

r, oh! I fear, I

r, I have spo

et by Mr.

is

ull'd of his J

e pull'd of

him for a Dun

er took him

repiqu'd so oft

y the Joll

better than tho

hall lose a

. Translat

en

is

et say, whe

absence pa

home w

hat an

are

t an

and Mirth

Singing Laughing all, l

o rude, bold

a sawcy L

nd Teaze

ng yo

for

'd a

was alw

ll, like prett

at Air, he appr

could with P

did and

ll add

care

and p

d, Laugh'd, a

n all, like pre

y, at the clo

e ever u

orner

nt of

'twas

'd my

lieve hi

call, like pret

Person of Ho

ohn W

is

a sultry Su

est Lady o

ris Innoce

ting in

Finger play

activity

flame a You

the mos

Swain by ch

m quickly

e bashful B

have see

r Iv'ry Ne

away the tw

er Strephon

have wak'

Youth is't n

ence I dar

h Trust a

was e'er

thy Head u

t Cheeks I st

t securely

poor Fool

Yawn, and he

m fast a sle

-- and co

ting up

e shou'd r

thy dull

ee with my Fl

hy Grazi

oats, and She

Night thy Fl

o more be lu

mistak

t by Mr. J

is

Lover is

iend I'll

gour pursue

Fool is

tal co

I'll spend th

God I'll

Madness

an to Marr

Bottle an

Foolish

may I never

to the

is

th to the Tac

se for the T

e English Sp

es and Fanat

of late, are con

l our Establi

Jest, for they S

o the Church

se such Pa

to their Pri

ot their Co

ry of Ashb

T--d, for a W

our Accounts

fears, the Addre

n of Millions

thing adv

m so strang

'ery Man th

rs, in Corp

Low-Church, has bro

ce so bubbl'

t still for C

ely a R-- o

SO

r. Antho

is

ia only h

she can C

on in my

Pleasure

re from my

alone I

Smiles, new L

happy who

Inchantin

e C?lia smi

o longer

ou frown '

SO

is

vely sweet

nd relent

eve us in

us my Nymph

my Dear thy

Love, be m

y dear, thy

Love, be m

g by Mrs. B

is

advance gay Tena

advance, gay Ten

o spread

o spread

loud Eccho

oud Eccho, sp

advance, gay Ten

advance, gay Ten

ILLIAN the Shepherd's Wife, with

is

me, there w

es of chu

mong our Co

such thi

ing Alfred

his stat

uise unknow

hat jovi

d Tom, in c

s of rus

selves more b

t in Gol

s fit for

King Al

nd torn, as

his Cloat

Buckler good

Jack Sau

Head, inste

a Monm

g through So

ton Cour

Swain of