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<DATE>2008-10-07</DATE>
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<NAME>John Pas</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B080920.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<HEAD>All is ours and our HUSBANDS, Or the Country Ho&s;te&s;&s;es VINDICATION.</HEAD>
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<L><HI>She dur&s;t not Scold 'tis counted for an Evil.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sheel cheat and whore, and yet be counted civil;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sheel fill her Pocketsby poor Drunkards Lo&s;&s;es,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;end them all to Jayl by weeping Cro&s;&s;es.</HI></L>
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<OPENER>To the Tune, of the Carmans VVhi&s;tle, Or High Boys up go we.</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>COme all you Tribes of Ho&s;ti&s;es,</L>
<L>That Women again&s;t do rail,</L>
<L>Come lend me &s;ome of your advice</L>
<L>Their glamorous Tongues to quail;</L>
<L>And I will make it plain appear</L>
<L>By nothing but what is true,</L>
<L>That all that we get in the Year</L>
<L><HI>Is nothing but what's our Due.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>For if anhone&s;t Company</L>
<L>Of boon good fellows come:</L>
<L>And call for Liquor merrily</L>
<L>In any private Room:</L>
<L>Then if I fill the Juggs with Froth</L>
<L>Or cheat them of one or two</L>
<L>If I can &s;wear them out of both</L>
<L><HI>The Reckoning is my due.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Or if a &s;hurking Fellow come</L>
<L>That have no mony at all</L>
<L>And take up any of my Room</L>
<L>And for my Liquor call:</L>
<L>Then if I take away their Coat</L>
<L>Let it be old or new:</L>
<L>Or worth a Crown more than thee &s;hot,</L>
<L><HI>'Tis nothing but what's my Due.</HI></L>
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<L>And &s;ome their are that are &s;o <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">old,</L>
<L>To &s;wear that I mu&s;t tru&s;t,</L>
<L>When once my drink they have they think</L>
<L>That then be&s;ure we mu&s;t:</L>
<L>From &s;uch the Court or common Law,</L>
<L>What'ere their Wives in&s;ue</L>
<L>Shall make their Ar&s;e to lye in Straw</L>
<L><HI>Their Beedding is all my due.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>My Husband mu&s;t not Plow or Cart,</L>
<L>Or work like other Men:</L>
<L>My Children mu&s;t not learn the art</L>
<L>To either Card or Spin?</L>
<L>My Tap&s;ter mu&s;t live fine and brave</L>
<L>For he of one make two</L>
<L>And many a Groat for me he &s;ave</L>
<L><HI>'Tis nothing &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>But I mu&s;t have another way</L>
<L>Our livings for get,</L>
<L>And when you hear I'm &s;ur you'l &s;ay</L>
<L>'Tis nothing but what is fit:</L>
<L>If Tap &s;hould fayl toot go the Tail</L>
<L>The Proverb old is true,</L>
<L>If half a piece come to my Fleece</L>
<L><HI>'Tis nothing &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Perhaps our Husbands would repine,</L>
<L>If they of this &s;hould know</L>
<L>And think our little Babes divine</L>
<L>Were got in Cuckolds Row</L>
<L>You know their gains come by the pains</L>
<L>Of only me and you,</L>
<L>They mu&s;t not &s;corn to wear the horn</L>
<L><HI>'Tis nothing &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Come Neighbours drink with one con&s;ent</L>
<L><HI>A</HI> lu&s;ty Bowl of Wine</L>
<L>'Twill break our Hearts of di&s;content</L>
<L>And make our No&s;es &s;hine:</L>
<L>Each took the Cup and drank it up</L>
<L>And &s;wore &s;hee'd &s;poken true</L>
<L>And vow'd to have the 'tother Sup</L>
<L><HI>Before they bid her adieu</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Then I that heard the Verdict pa&s;t</L>
<L>How this ba&s;e cheating Crew,</L>
<L>Con&s;ented all both fir&s;t and la&s;t</L>
<L>To make make poor Drunkards Rue;</L>
<L>I took my Pen and writ this Song</L>
<L>And to the Drunkards &s;end it</L>
<L>That they with me may &s;trive to &s;ee</L>
<L><HI>Their wicked Life and mend it,</HI></L>
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<P><HI>Printed for</HI> P. Brooksby <HI>at the</HI> Golden Ball <HI>in</HI> Pye-Corner</P>
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