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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<VID>181780</VID>
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<HEAD>The City Caper: OR, The <HI>WHETSTONES-PARK</HI> Privateer.</HEAD>
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<P><HI>Being a true relation how a &s;mall<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="missing" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;he Pickaroon lately &s;ail'd from the park, and Cru&s;ing abroad in the night, &s;eiz'd on a rich Marchant-man, whom &s;he tempted to board her, and then &s;he di&s;abl'd his Ship, took all his Cargo, &s;poil'd his Tackle, and burnt his Rudder, &amp;c.</HI></P>
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<OPENER>Tune of, <HI>Captain Digby's farewel.</HI></OPENER>
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<L>THe <HI>Jenny</HI> a &s;mall Pickaroon in the Park</L>
<L>La&s;t night went a Cru&s;ing abroad in the dark,</L>
<L>Her impudence was her commander in chief,</L>
<L>Her haven is Lu&s;t, and her Pilot a Thief:</L>
<L>As &s;wift as a Fi&s;h &s;he did glide by the <HI>Strand,</HI></L>
<L>well rig'd, and well trim'd but &s;he lackt to be man'd</L>
<L>In her mouth a whole teer of Damme's there lies,</L>
<L>Granadoes were &s;hot out of her rowling eyes.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The ruffling &s;ilk of her Petticoat Sails,</L>
<L>The wind had full blown with it's wantoning gales</L>
<L>that wind which their meeting with contrary wind</L>
<L>Sometiemes doth create hurricanes behind:</L>
<L>Carreen'd and new pained mo&s;t curiou&s;ly,</L>
<L>Her upermo&s;t Deck did appear to the eye,</L>
<L>The curls of her Tower &s;o like &s;treamers do wave</L>
<L>Men of War to engage her they &s;eem for to brave</L>
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<LG>
<L>But look on her Stem, &s;he is right for the trade,</L>
<L>Her Lading betwixt wind and water was laid,</L>
<L>A Loof, and a Loof and mo&s;t &s;tedy &s;he &s;teard,</L>
<L>Yet often to alter her cour&s;es apear'd,</L>
<L>To Star-board and Lar-board, a baft and before,</L>
<L>She glances an eye and &s;he creeps by the &s;hore,</L>
<L>To look what unconveyed Ve&s;&s;els there came,</L>
<L>That might help to add to her pilfering game.</L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<L>AT length from her main-top &s;he gladly e&s;pies</L>
<L>A merchant-man far a head pa&s;&s;ing her by,</L>
<L>Or'e fraighted was he, and ready to &s;inck,</L>
<L>His Hull was &s;o much over-&s;towed with drink:</L>
<L>She &s;trait makes all Sails &s;he was able, and plies</L>
<L>Her Oars to come up to &s;o welcome a prize,</L>
<L>Though's head was &s;o light, &s;he was lighter then he</L>
<L>And had in an in&s;tant brought him by the Lee.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Her mobled hood &s;he turn'd up for a Flag,</L>
<L>Sometimes &s;he &s;hears off &amp; &s;ometimes &s;he doth lag</L>
<L>She hauld him with hums, hut the dulpated Owl,</L>
<L>Would not under&s;tand her, unle&s;s &s;he fell foul:</L>
<L>At la&s;t a &s;alute with a Gun, in &s;he poures,</L>
<L>Your &s;ervant &s;he cry'd and he an&s;wering yours:</L>
<L>She boldly bore up, and for &s;ometime they ride,</L>
<L>Yard-arm to Yard-arm, and each &s;ide by each &s;ide.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The battel between them now warmer was grown,</L>
<L>And the grapling Irons were mutually thrown,</L>
<L>She gave him her broad-&s;ide of ki&s;&s;es &s;o &s;trong,</L>
<L>There was no hope left of his holding out long:</L>
<L>Yet on her de&s;ign better colour to lay,</L>
<L>She pretended to tack, as if &s;tearing away,</L>
<L>Then &s;eeming di&s;abled to bear up again,</L>
<L>She offers her &s;elf unto him to be tane.</L>
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<LG>
<L>He &s;ees her lye by, and then grows the more bold,</L>
<L>To venture aboard, and to rumidge her hold,</L>
<L>She freely receives him a&s;tern and invites,</L>
<L>Him for to ta&s;te of her Cabin delights:</L>
<L>From prow unto poop he did grope her all o're,</L>
<L>And finding her Gun to be full Cannon bore,</L>
<L>For his Amunition he &s;wore was as large,</L>
<L>And threatned to give her forthwith a due charge,</L>
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<LG>
<L>She flung off her Glove as a Flag of defiance,</L>
<L>And &s;corn'd to accept of his terms of complyance,</L>
<L>Come bully, quoth &s;he, I will &s;tand thy fierce &s;hot</L>
<L>For already I've taken full many a knock;</L>
<L>With that below Deck then he thundred in,</L>
<L>And &s;he for to tumble and to&s;s did begin,</L>
<L>As if that a tempe&s;t had rocked her pillow,</L>
<L>And danced her ve&s;&s;el aloft on a billow.</L>
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<LG>
<L>A calm then &s;ucceedeth this &s;torming her honour,</L>
<L>He &s;oon had unladed his Cargo upon her,</L>
<L>Before hand he gave her his contracted Guinies,</L>
<L>And thought he ne'r &s;ail'd in &s;o plea&s;ant a Pinace,</L>
<L>But quickly that fancy he cur&s;t when he found,</L>
<L>How damnable deep &s;he had run him on ground,</L>
<L>For ju&s;t in the fury and heat of the job,</L>
<L>He ran&s;ackt Placket, &s;he rifled his, Fob.</L>
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<LG>
<L>With Watch, Gold, and jewels &s;he &s;lipt out of door</L>
<L>Poor Voyager ne'r was &s;o jilted before,</L>
<L>His Cargo was lo&s;t, and his main-ma&s;t was torn</L>
<L>His Tackling &s;he &s;poil'd, and his Rudder did burn</L>
<L>Hence learn you young gallants that venture to &s;ee</L>
<L>The danger of &s;uch Pickaroons for to flee,</L>
<L>For ve&s;&s;els rich guilded with proud Silken Sails,</L>
<L>Oft Fire &s;hips do prove &amp; bear death in their tails.</L>
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<P>Printed for P. Brooksby at the golden ball in Pye-Corner.</P>
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