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<VID>181947</VID>
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<HEAD>A mock-Song: <HI>Or,</HI> Love and no love.</HEAD>
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<LG>
<L><HI>The young-man with this Maid would fain be doing,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And very earne&s;t was with her in wooing;</HI></L>
<L><HI>But the Maiden &s;he was very cunningly witted,</HI></L>
<L><HI>I think no young-man never was better fitted.</HI></L>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of, Mars and Venus.</OPENER>
<P>With Allowance, <HI>Ro. L'E&s;trange.</HI></P>
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<LG>
<L>ALL in the Evening as I walked</L>
<L>in the fields to take the ay<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">,</L>
<L>I &s;pyed two Lovers there a talking,</L>
<L>under a plea&s;ant &s;hady Bower;</L>
<L>The young-man &s;aid &s;weet-heart do&s;t love me,</L>
<L>For I vow now I am come to prove thee,</L>
<L>if thou will be true and con&s;tant,</L>
<L>And grant me love for love again,</L>
<L>For I &s;wear my heart with love is &s;lain.</L>
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<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid.</SPEAKER>
<L>Indeed good Sir you do but flatter,</L>
<L>your complements co&s;t you no money;</L>
<L>I'de have you re&s;t your &s;elf contented,</L>
<L>for all you call me love and honey:</L>
<L>For a Maiden &s;he had need be careful,</L>
<L>And of young mens promi&s;es to be fearful;</L>
<L>they'r given &s;o much to di&s;&s;emble;</L>
<L>And tell a Maiden a hundred lyes,</L>
<L>as many as there is &s;tars i'th skies.</L>
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<SP>
<SPEAKER>Man.</SPEAKER>
<L>Alas fair Maiden your mi&s;taken,</L>
<L>i'le be as true as I do &s;ay:</L>
<L>And take the&s;e Gloves now in a love token,</L>
<L>and let us dally a while to day.</L>
<L>The time is plea&s;ant, let's be doing,</L>
<L>As a remembrance of our amorous wooing;</L>
<L>and be &s;o civil to my que&s;tion;</L>
<L>If thou and I can but agree,</L>
<L>I take much delight in thy company.</L>
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<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid.</SPEAKER>
<L>O Sir I &s;ee what your intent is,</L>
<L>your a pretty man I under&s;tand;</L>
<L>To bring a Maiden to de&s;truction,</L>
<L>if &s;he could be by you trappan'd:</L>
<L>but hold you, for tho' your tongue runs nimble</L>
<L>Some men they can lye and de&s;&s;emble;</L>
<L>&s;o cunningly that he can wooe:</L>
<L>To bring a Maiden to their Bow,</L>
<L>But I am not one that will do &s;o.</L>
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<SP>
<L>Be&s;ides your no&s;e Sir is &s;o me&s;&s;el,</L>
<L>you &s;pend what &s;hould maintain a Wife,</L>
<L>That is a &s;ign that you will baffle,</L>
<L>you make her weary of her life:</L>
<L>Be&s;ides your countenance looks &s;our,</L>
<L>That you can both lout, pout and lour,</L>
<L>out of a Crab-tree you was bred;</L>
<L>Your Vinegar face makes me afraid,</L>
<L>I'de better in my grave he laid.</L>
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<SP>
<SPEAKER>Man.</SPEAKER>
<L>O prethee Maiden be contented,</L>
<L>I have gold to make amends for all;</L>
<L>For want of beauty i'le &s;how more fancy,</L>
<L>thou have thy &s;ervants at thy call:</L>
<L>Be&s;ides i'le be &s;o loving to thee,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e I can &s;mall beauty &s;how thee,</L>
<L>what in my heart &s;hall not be wanting:</L>
<L>If thou will yield thy love to me,</L>
<L>That we in love may both agree.</L>
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<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid.</SPEAKER>
<L>Indeed Sir you I cannot fancy,</L>
<L>that's not the thing I &s;tand upon;</L>
<L>If I have a man he be neat and hand&s;ome,</L>
<L>take your an&s;wer now Sir, and be gone:</L>
<L>For a Frying-pan face &s;hall not me intangle,</L>
<L>Ile keep out of fal&s;e Cupids angle,</L>
<L>nor no golden baits &s;hall fetter me:</L>
<L>I live well enough if I can &s;ee,</L>
<L>For a &s;ingle life to a Maid is free.</L>
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<SP>
<SPEAKER>Man.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why then fair Maiden I mu&s;t leave thee,</L>
<L>God &s;end thee a husband to thy delight,</L>
<L>I am &s;orry my Crab-tree face doth grieve th&eacute;e,</L>
<L>a fairer may chance to have more deceit.</L>
<L>All is not gold that now doth gli&s;ter.</L>
<L>Nor all not lead that doth look ru&s;ty:</L>
<L>the Tryal of a man is all,</L>
<L>If thou can&s;t not love me another &s;hall,</L>
<L>You may chance to leap and get a fall.</L>
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<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid.</SPEAKER>
<L>I wi&s;h you Sir once more to hear me,</L>
<L>I have a word more for to &s;ay;</L>
<L>If I &s;hould yeild and you deceive me,</L>
<L>I might repent it another day;</L>
<L>Therefore i'le not be ty'd in Marriage,</L>
<L>But live a Maid in a civil carriage,</L>
<L>a &s;ingle life I hold it plea&s;ant;</L>
<L>For a woman to go whether &s;he plea&s;e,</L>
<L>She's free to work, or take her ea&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<L>And &s;o i'de wi&s;h you to be jogging,</L>
<L>and take your fortune where you can;</L>
<L>Many Maids has believed young-mens coging</L>
<L>and by that means has been undone.</L>
<L>For as long as a Maid &s;he can live &s;ingle,</L>
<L>And keep out of Cupids tangle,</L>
<L>&s;he's free from &s;orrow, care, and &s;trife;</L>
<L>Before many a man that has a Wife,</L>
<L>And lives a plea&s;ant happy life.</L>
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<P><HI>Printed for P. Brooksby, at the Golden-Ball, neer the Ho&s;pital-gate, in We&s;t&s;mith field.</HI></P>
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