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<NAME>Elspeth Healey</NAME>
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<HEAD>The Maids an&s;vver to the Batchelors Ballad&punc; Or, Love without Remedy&punc;</HEAD>
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<LG>
<L>Thou Scriber! unto whom the Vulgar crew,</L>
<L>Gives &s;mall applau&s;e, yet more then is thy due;</L>
<L>Who&s;e Brazen Brow, a wither'd Wreath adorns,</L>
<L>Which better wou'd become a pair of Horns:</L>
<L>Know we contemn thee: thy Malicious Pen</L>
<L>Can have no influence on the minds of men:</L>
<L>In our di&s;prai&s;e, in vain thou &s;eek'&s;t to write,</L>
<L>True, thou may&s;t &s;hew thy teeth, but can&s;t not bite&punc;</L>
<L>Alas! rude Boy; Love is a generous pain,</L>
<L>Which minds ignoble, cannot entertain:</L>
<L>Therefore thy accu&s;ations are unju&s;t,</L>
<L>In giving Love the Character of Lu&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</ARGUMENT>
<OPENER>To the Tune of; No more &s;illy Cupid: Or, The Duke of Monmouth's Jig.</OPENER>
<P>With Allowance, <HI>By</HI> Ro. L'E&s;trange.</P>
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<LG>
<L>WHo's here &s;o ingenious</L>
<L>mi&s;pending his time,</L>
<L>In railing at <HI>Venus,</HI></L>
<L>In hopes to di&s;parage,</L>
<L>Love, Women, and marriage,</L>
<L>By pittiful rhime?</L>
<L>He thinks he's ingenious</L>
<L>and &s;lyly the young&s;ter intices;</L>
<L>But we ea&s;ily find,</L>
<L>How the youth is inclin'd,</L>
<L>by his tricks and devices.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He plainly di&s;covers</L>
<L>his amorous arts,</L>
<L>And calls 'em blind lovers,</L>
<L>Who after enjoyment,</L>
<L>can find new employment,</L>
<L>to fetter their hearts:</L>
<L>He plainly di&s;covers</L>
<L>a nature &s;o rude and ingrateful,</L>
<L>That after Compliance,</L>
<L>he bids us defiance,</L>
<L>and &s;ays we grow hateful.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then who but an Harlot</L>
<L>would yield to the will</L>
<L>Of ev'ry &s;uch Varlet,</L>
<L>That loves at his lei&s;ure,</L>
<L>And onely takes plea&s;ure,</L>
<L>in &s;hewing his skill?</L>
<L>Sure none but an harlot,</L>
<L>would yield to the lu&s;tful per&s;ua&s;i|on,</L>
<L>of fellows in Shammy,</L>
<L>who onely cry Dam, me,</L>
<L>to &s;erve their occa&s;ions.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The gawdy young Sinner,</L>
<L>who&s;e blood is a fire,</L>
<L>May fool a beginner,</L>
<L>and treat her with Coaches,</L>
<L>to mighty debauches,</L>
<L>and gain his de&s;ire:</L>
<L>Alas! for the Sinner,</L>
<L>that covets &s;uch &s;w&eacute;etne&s;s as this is!</L>
<L>he &s;eldom does fail,</L>
<L>of a &s;ting in the tail,</L>
<L>with his wenches and Mi&s;&s;es.</L>
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<LG>
<L>THis makes him look meager,</L>
<L>a wantoning Elf,</L>
<L>His mind is &s;o eager</L>
<L>to humour his &s;ences,</L>
<L>that by his expences,</L>
<L>he ruines him&s;elf:</L>
<L>This makes him &s;o meager,</L>
<L>he's nothing but pox and di&s;ea&s;es,</L>
<L>&s;o after enjoying,</L>
<L>the plea&s;ure is cloying&punc;</L>
<L>and quickly di&s;plea&s;es.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then &s;hew me the woman,</L>
<L>in City or Town,</L>
<L>Tho' never &s;o common,</L>
<L>With &s;uch a lewd fellow,</L>
<L>&s;o tawny and yellow,</L>
<L>will laugh and lye down:</L>
<L>For &s;ure &s;he's no Woman</L>
<L>that trades with a &s;on for a Whore,</L>
<L>who having enjoy'd her,</L>
<L>will &s;trait-way avoid her,</L>
<L>and &s;ee her no more.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The pa&s;&s;ionate Lover,</L>
<L>that's caught in his youth,</L>
<L>May plainly di&s;cover</L>
<L>that all his per&s;ua&s;ions</L>
<L>are &s;ubtle eva&s;tons,</L>
<L>and far from the truth:</L>
<L>For he that's a Lover,</L>
<L>and courteth &s;incerely and truly,</L>
<L>may keep his affection</L>
<L>in civil &s;ubjection,</L>
<L>from being unruly.</L>
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<LG>
<L>But let the fond Bully,</L>
<L>his fancy employ,</L>
<L>He never can fully</L>
<L>or bring in &s;u&s;pition,</L>
<L>the &s;weets of fruition,</L>
<L>true lobers enjoy:</L>
<L>In &s;pight of the Bully,</L>
<L>the plea&s;ure of Conjugal ki&s;&s;es,</L>
<L>is always dellghtful</L>
<L>and far the more frightful;</L>
<L>of temporal bli&s;&s;es.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And yet for the Gallant,</L>
<L>we mu&s;t not deny:</L>
<L>But that he's &s;o valiant</L>
<L>as &s;toutly to threaten,</L>
<L>the girl &s;hall be beaten,</L>
<L>that will not comply:</L>
<L>Beware of the Gallant!</L>
<L>I vow he's a de&s;perte creature,</L>
<L>If any abu&s;e him,</L>
<L>Or dare to refu&s;e him,</L>
<L>he &s;wears he will beat her.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Sir <HI>Fopling,</HI> your Servant!</L>
<L>the man's in a pett:</L>
<L>What makes you &s;o &s;ervent?</L>
<L>You burn in di&s;plea&s;ure,</L>
<L>pray cool at you<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"> lei&s;ure:</L>
<L>that's all you will get:</L>
<L>Your Servant, Sir <HI>Fopling,</HI></L>
<L>&s;ay all, and do more than you can &s;ir,</L>
<L>'Tis &s;till my opinion,</L>
<L>We &s;hall have dominion,</L>
<L>take that for an an&s;wer.</L>
</LG>
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<P>Printed for P. Brooksby, the at Golden-ball near the Ho&s;pital-gate, in We&s;t &s;mith-field.</P>
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