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<HEAD>The New Courtier:</HEAD>
<OPENER>The Tune is, <HI>Cloris, &s;ince thou art fled away, &amp;c.</HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>UPon the <HI>Change</HI> where Merchants meet</L>
<L>'Twixt <HI>Cornhill</HI> and <HI>Thredneedle-&s;treet;</HI></L>
<L>VVhere VVits of every &s;ize is hurl'd,</L>
<L>To treat of all things in the World:</L>
<L>I &s;aw a folded Paper fall,</L>
<L>And upon it, the&s;e words were writ,</L>
<L><HI>Have at all.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Thought I, if <HI>Have at all.</HI> it be,</L>
<L>For ought I know, 'tis have at Me:</L>
<L>And (if con&s;equence be true)</L>
<L>It may as well be Have at You:</L>
<L>Then li&s;ten pray to what I &s;hall,</L>
<L>In brief declare, what's written there:</L>
<L><HI>Have at all.</HI></L>
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<P><LABEL>SONG.</LABEL></P>
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<L><HI>I</HI> Am a Courtier, who in &s;port,</L>
<L>Do come from the <HI>Utopian</HI> Court,</L>
<L>To whi&s;per &s;oftly in your Ear,</L>
<L>How high we are, and what we were:</L>
<L>To tell you all would be too much,</L>
<L>But here and there a little touch,</L>
<L><HI>Have at all.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>I was not many years agoe,</L>
<L>In tater'd trim from top to toe:</L>
<L>But now niy ruin'd Robes are burn'd,</L>
<L>My Rags are all to Ribbons turn'd:</L>
<L>My Patches into Peeces fall,</L>
<L>I cogg a Dye, Swagger and Lye,</L>
<L><HI>Have at all.</HI></L>
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<L>Vpon my Pantelonian Pate</L>
<L>I wear a Milleners E&s;tate:</L>
<L>But when he Duns me at the Court,</L>
<L>I &s;hew him a Protection for't:</L>
<L>Whil&s;t he both to Prote&s;ting fall,</L>
<L>I cry, Dam me, Sir, you lye,</L>
<L><HI>Have at all.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Since <HI>Venus</HI> &s;hav'd off my Hair,</L>
<L>A powdred Perewig I wear,</L>
<L>VVhich brings me in the Golden Girls,</L>
<L>Game-Royal for Dukes, Lords and Earls:</L>
<L>VVhen Love doth for a cooler call,</L>
<L>My fancy drives, at maids &amp; wives,</L>
<L><HI>Have at all.</HI></L>
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<HEAD>The Second Part,</HEAD>
<OPENER>to the &s;ame Tune.</OPENER>
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<L>MY Lodgings never are at quiet,</L>
<L>Another Duns me for my Diet,</L>
<L>I had of him in Fifty three,</L>
<L>Which I forgot, &s;o did not he:</L>
<L>I call him &s;aucy Fellow, &s;irrah,</L>
<L>And draw my Sword to run him tho|rough</L>
<L><HI>Have at all.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Yet once a Friend that &s;av'd my Life,</L>
<L>Who had a witty wanton wife,</L>
<L>I did in (courte&s;ie) requite,</L>
<L>Made him a Cuckold, and a Knight:</L>
<L>Which makes him mount like Ten|nis ball,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t &s;he &amp; I, together cry:</L>
<L><HI>Have at all.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>But yet the&s;e Citts are &s;ubtile Slaves,</L>
<L>Mo&s;t of them Wits, and knowing Knaves;</L>
<L>We get their Children, and they do,</L>
<L>From us get Lands, and Lord&s;hips too:</L>
<L>And 'tis mo&s;t fit in tho&s;e affairs</L>
<L>The Lands &s;hould go to the right hairs</L>
<L><HI>Have at all.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>A Souldier I directly hate:</L>
<L>A Cavelier once broke my Pate</L>
<L>VVith Cane in hand he overcome me</L>
<L>And took away my Mi&s;tre&s;s from me:</L>
<L>for I confe&s;s I love a VVench</L>
<L>Be &s;he <HI>Engli&s;h, Iri&s;h, Dutch,</HI> or <HI>French</HI></L>
<L><HI>Have at all.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>A Souldiers life is not like mine</L>
<L>I will be Plump when he &s;hall Pine?</L>
<L>My Projects carry &s;tronger force</L>
<L>Then all their Armed Foot and Hor&s;e:</L>
<L>VVhat though his morter-peeces roar</L>
<L>My Chimney-peeces &s;hall do more:</L>
<L><HI>Have at all.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Thus I have given you in &s;hort</L>
<L>A Courtier of <HI>Utopian</HI> Court.</L>
<L>I Write not of Religion,</L>
<L>For (to tell truly) we have none.</L>
<L>If any me to Que&s;tion call,</L>
<L>VVith pen or Sword, <HI>Hab Nab's</HI> the VVord</L>
<L><HI>Have at all.</HI></L>
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<P><HI>Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, J. Wright, J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, and T. Pa&s;&s;inger.</HI></P>
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