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<NAME>Elspeth Healey</NAME>
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<HEAD>The Nece&s;&s;itated Virgin.</HEAD>
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<L>See here the Virgin in di&s;tre&s;s,</L>
<L>Complains Young-men are pittile&s;s;</L>
<L>And &s;he full fain would comfort find,</L>
<L>To ea&s;e her fad perplexed mind.</L>
<P>Tune of, VVhat &s;hall I do, &s;hall I dye for love, &amp;c.</P>
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<LG>
<L>VVHat &s;hall I do in this deep di&s;tre&s;s,</L>
<L> is there no help to be had?</L>
<L>Young-Men are grown &s;o pittile&s;s, </L>
<L><HI>'twill make poor Maids run mad.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I am full fifteen Years of age,</L>
<L> my Fortune is &s;o bad;</L>
<L>It puts me into &s;uch a Rage, </L>
<L><HI>'twill make me run quite mad.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And had my Mothers fortune been like mine,</L>
<L> &s;o grievous &s;ad,</L>
<L>Then what a plight had &s;he been in, </L>
<L><HI>and like me, almo&s;t mad.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Had I a Sweet-heart at this time,</L>
<L> &s;ome thundring whisking Lad;</L>
<L>To ea&s;e me now I'm in the Prime, v<HI>'twould &s;ave my running mad.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But I am quite Vnfortunate, </L>
<L>wor&s;e luck no Girl e're had;</L>
<L>Year after Year to pine and wait, </L>
<L><HI>'twill &s;urely make me mad.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Come Rich or Poor, come Old or Young,</L>
<L> and make my heart full glad;</L>
<L>For now my pa&s;&s;ion is &s;o &s;trong, </L>
<L><HI>that I &s;hall run &s;tark mad.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>TO &s;ee my Comrades Belly &s;well, </L>
<L>it makes my heart full &s;ad,</L>
<L>And I I'm &s;ure can ki&s;s as well,</L>
<L> <HI>would this not make one mad.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Yea, &s;ome &s;trange, old, and wrinkled things, </L>
<L>good fortune they have had;</L>
<L>Yea, ta&s;te from whence all comfort &s;prings, </L>
<L><HI>would this not make one mad?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And <HI>Doll</HI> the dirty Dairy-Maid, </L>
<L>met with a brisk young Lad;</L>
<L>At plea&s;ant &s;port with her he play'd, </L>
<L><HI>el&s;e &s;he had run quite mad.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>And gree&s;ie <HI>Sue,</HI> the Cook-wench too, </L>
<L>good fortune &s;he hath had;</L>
<L>And <HI>Jone</HI> hath Sweet-hearts one or two, </L>
<L><HI>this, this will make me mad.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I'm fair enough in my conceit, </L>
<L>my Portion's not &s;o bad;</L>
<L>But if I cannot quickly ha't, </L>
<L><HI>i'm &s;ure I &s;hall run mad.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>VVhen hand in hand I &s;ee a Girl </L>
<L>go mincing with her Lad;</L>
<L>Then from mine eye there drops a pearl, </L>
<L><HI>and I am almo&s;t mad.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In Dreams &s;ometimes my &s;elf I plea&s;e,</L>
<L>and make my heart full glad;</L>
<L>I wake, &s;ee no &s;uch things as the&s;e,</L>
<L><HI>this helps to make me mad.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Be&s;ides i'm jeer'd by every one,</L>
<L>'cau&s;e I no Love have had;</L>
<L>VVhich makes me &s;igh, lament and groan,</L>
<L><HI>and makes me wor&s;e than mad.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I am almo&s;t po&s;&s;e&s;t with fears,</L>
<L>which makes me dull and &s;ad;</L>
<L>That I &s;hall lo&s;e my teaming years,</L>
<L><HI>and then I &s;hall run mad.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For in the world I think before</L>
<L>&s;uch ill luck none e're had;</L>
<L>Now my condition I deplore,</L>
<L><HI>i'm ready to run mad.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Some gentle young-Man come away,</L>
<L>and ea&s;e my heart &s;o &s;ad;</L>
<L>I hourly for a Husband pray,</L>
<L><HI>for fear I &s;hould go mad.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>But if I cannot find relief</L>
<L>with &s;ome young lu&s;ty Lad,</L>
<L>I'le play the whore, and not the thief,</L>
<L><HI>and &s;ave my running mad.</HI></L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P>Printed for J. Deacon, at the Rain-Bow, in Holborn, near Davids-Inn.</P>
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