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<HEAD>The Crafty Maids Approbation.</HEAD>
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<L><HI>Wherein &s;he &s;hows either Black or Brown,</HI></L>
<L><HI>'Tis Money makes them &s;traight go down;</HI></L>
<L><HI>When pritty Girls that Gold has none,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Their fortune is &s;till to lye alone.</HI></L>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>A fig for France.</HI></OPENER>
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<L>DRaw near to me young Girls &s;o fine,</L>
<L>Who&s;e means and portion's like to mine;</L>
<L>If you'l but hear what I have pen'd,</L>
<L>'Twill make you &s;mile before I end:</L>
<L>I once had Sweet-hearts fair and young,</L>
<L>Tho' now from me he's fled and gone;</L>
<L>But i'le tell you a very good rea&s;on why,</L>
<L><HI>'Twas money did part my Love and I.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>When fir&s;t to me a Wooing he came,</L>
<L>He did de&s;ire to know my name;</L>
<L>I told him that my means was &s;mall,</L>
<L>He &s;aid he valued none at all:</L>
<L>So that my favour he could win,</L>
<L>He valued nothing el&s;e a pin:</L>
<L>But now he's gone and I know not why,</L>
<L><HI>Twas mony, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Yet for three years his Love &s;tood fa&s;t,</L>
<L>And he vow'd for ever it &s;hould la&s;t;</L>
<L>But when my friends &s;poke of the &s;ame,</L>
<L>Then he was for another Dame:</L>
<L>Except &s;o much money they'd give me,</L>
<L>No wife for him I mu&s;t not be:</L>
<L>His words he clearly did deny,</L>
<L><HI>So money did part, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Thus maids may &s;ee, &s;o may I too,</L>
<L>It is for money young-men Wooe:</L>
<L>Tho' great &s;tore of Love they do pretend,</L>
<L>Yet mark what falls out in the end:</L>
<L>When they find your Portions are but &s;mall,</L>
<L>Like to a Snake from you they'l crawl:</L>
<L>And to another &s;treight they'l hye,</L>
<L><HI>So money did part, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>If I had a head like a Hor&s;e,</L>
<L>Or a body as thick as a Mill-po&s;t,</L>
<L>So bags came but tumbling in,</L>
<L>Then my favour every fool wou'd win;</L>
<L>Or was I long-&s;nouted like a Sow,</L>
<L>Or el&s;e Crook-backt like our fine Cow:</L>
<L>Have at her then, the&s;e boys would cry,</L>
<L><HI>She's money enough, and what care I.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Young-men don't blu&s;h, you know 'tis true,</L>
<L>For let her name be <HI>Mary</HI> or <HI>Sue,</HI></L>
<L>Tho' &s;he was blabber-lipt, al&s;o blear-ey'd,</L>
<L>Yet money all tho&s;e faults will hide;</L>
<L>Nay, were &s;he the na&s;tie&s;t dingie&s;t &s;lut,</L>
<L>That a man dur&s;t not after her crack a Nut;</L>
<L>Had &s;he but money, hou&s;e, or Land,</L>
<L><HI>I'm &s;ure &s;he would not &s;tick long a hand.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Yet we who&s;e portions are but &s;mall,</L>
<L>Let us not be di&s;maid at all;</L>
<L>Neither let us grieve, lament, nor &s;wound,</L>
<L>For Beauty's worth a thou&s;and pound:</L>
<L>Hang't, though my fir&s;t true Love be gone,</L>
<L>I've the &s;ame face for another man;</L>
<L>And I'le prove hone&s;t till I dye,</L>
<L><HI>Tho' money, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>If two young-men talk of a Wench,</L>
<L>As they do &s;it of an ale-bench;</L>
<L>She's a good Hu&s;wife, the one replyes,</L>
<L>But has &s;he money, the other cries:</L>
<L>If &s;he has none &s;he's not for me,</L>
<L>Give me the Ca&s;h, hang Hu&s;wifery,</L>
<L>I love to finger that, for why,</L>
<L><HI>'Tis money did part my Love and I.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>By this young Girls may plainly &s;ee,</L>
<L>How deceitful the&s;e young-men be;</L>
<L>They'l &s;earch a Maid from top to toe,</L>
<L>Till all her &s;ecrets they do know;</L>
<L>Then if her means don't plea&s;e his mind,</L>
<L>He quickly can turn like the wind:</L>
<L>I mu&s;t have a wife with more, he'I cry,</L>
<L><HI>So money, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Such affection did that young-man bear,</L>
<L>That he often called me his dear;</L>
<L>Such vows and Oaths he made, 'tis known,</L>
<L>But now he doth them quite di&s;own:</L>
<L>But &s;ince he's gone, &s;ing farewel he,</L>
<L>I'le &s;light him more then he does me:</L>
<L>I'le ne'r lament, nor weep, nor cry,</L>
<L><HI>Tho' money, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>I am full glad we parted in truth,</L>
<L>For &s;ince I hear he's a cro&s;s-grain'd youth;</L>
<L>But had he prov'd true, though ne'r &s;o bare,</L>
<L>In wealth or woe i'de bear a &s;hare;</L>
<L>But now i'm free, i'le let that &s;lide,</L>
<L>And ne'r think more to be a Bride:</L>
<L>There's nothing like to Liberty,</L>
<L><HI>Since money, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Thus have I told young Maidens all,</L>
<L>How the weake&s;t go to the Wall;</L>
<L>But &s;he that is full, and her Pur&s;e well &s;trung,</L>
<L>She &s;hall have Sweet-hearts come ding dong:</L>
<L>It's no matter for breeding or &s;en&s;e,</L>
<L>So &s;he has but Ca&s;h, he'l have the Wench;</L>
<L>Black or brown he looks not o'th dye,</L>
<L><HI>'Twas money did part my Love and I.</HI></L>
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<P><HI>Printed for</HI> F. Coles, T. Vere, J. Wright, J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, <HI>&amp;</HI> T. Pa&s;&s;inger.</P>
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