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<HEAD>Buxom <HI>Joan</HI> of <HI>Lymas</HI>'s Love to a jolly Sailer: OR, The Maiden's Choice: Being LOVE for LOVE again.</HEAD>
<OPENER>To an excellent new Play-hou&s;e Tune.</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>A Soldier and a Sailer, A Tinker and a Tailer,</L>
<L>Had once a doubtful &s;trife, Sir</L>
<L>To make a Maid a Wife, Sir,</L>
<L>Who&s;e name was buxome <HI>Joan.</HI></L>
<L>Who&s;e name was buxome <HI>Joan,</HI></L>
<L>For now the time was ended,</L>
<L>When &s;he no more intended</L>
<L>To lick her lips at Men, Sir,</L>
<L>and gnaw the &s;heets in vain, Sir,</L>
<L>And lye o'nights alone,</L>
<L>And lye o'nights alone.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The Soldier &s;wore like thunder,</L>
<L>He lov'd her more than plunder;</L>
<L>And &s;hew'd her many a &s;car, Sir,</L>
<L>Which he had brought from far, Sir,</L>
<L REND="indent">With fighting for her &s;ake.</L>
<L REND="indent">With fighting, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></L>
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<L>The Tailor thought to plea&s;e her,</L>
<L>With off'ring her his Mea&s;ure:</L>
<L>The Tinker too with mettle,</L>
<L>Said he could mend her kettle,</L>
<L REND="indent">And &s;top up e'ry leak.</L>
<L REND="indent">And &s;top, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>But while tho&s;e three were prating,</L>
<L>The Sailer &s;lyly waiting;</L>
<L>Thought if it came about, Sir,</L>
<L>That they &s;hould all fall out, Sir,</L>
<L REND="indent">He then might play his part.</L>
<L REND="indent">He then, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></L>
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<L>And ju&s;t e'en as he meant, Sir,</L>
<L>To Logger-heads they went, Sir,</L>
<L>And then he let fly at her,</L>
<L>A &s;hot 'twixt wind and water,</L>
<L REND="indent">Which won this fair Maid's heart.</L>
<L REND="indent">Which won, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Souldier being fru&s;trate,</L>
<L>Like Boreas lowdly blu&s;ter'd,</L>
<L>And wou'd have &s;atisfaction,</L>
<L>For &s;uch a treach'rous action,</L>
<L REND="indent">Done by the cunning Tar,</L>
<L REND="indent">Done by, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></L>
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<L>But he aboard his Pinace,</L>
<L>Ne'er fear'd the Bully's menace,</L>
<L>But lu&s;tily he ply'd, Sir,</L>
<L>Again&s;t both wind and tide, Sir,</L>
<L REND="indent">Like any Man of War,</L>
<L REND="indent">Like any, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>The Tailer holdly vows too,</L>
<L>He'll &s;erve him like a Lou&s;e too,</L>
<L>And with his bloody &s;hears, Sir,</L>
<L>Will out off both his ears, Sir,</L>
<L REND="indent">For &s;tealing of his Love,</L>
<L REND="indent">For &s;tealing, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>But he his end had compa&s;t,</L>
<L>And laugh'd at Bodkin's bomba&s;t;</L>
<L>Still pointing right his needle,</L>
<L>He launch'd into the middle;</L>
<L REND="indent">She to&s;t and heav'd; he drove,</L>
<L REND="indent">She to&s;t, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then, next, the Man of mettle</L>
<L>Began to beat his Kettle,</L>
<L>And &s;wore, that (with a pox) he</L>
<L>Would thump him and his doxy,</L>
<L>If ever he came near,</L>
<L REND="indent">If ever, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></L>
<L REND="indent">But &s;till the merry Sailer,</L>
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<LG>
<L>Defy'd Buff, Bra&s;s, and Tailer,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t, in his jolly mood, her</L>
<L>He manag'd with his rudder,</L>
<L REND="indent">And right his cour&s;e did &s;tear,</L>
<L REND="indent">And right, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></L>
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<P><HI>LONDON:</HI> Printed for <HI>P&punc; Brooksby,</HI> at the <HI>Golden-Ball,</HI> in <HI>Pye-corner.</HI></P>
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