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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>The nevv made Gentlevvoman Or, The di&s;hone&s;t Lady.</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L><HI>Writen as true as &s;he did relate</HI></L>
<L><HI>How Money made her every Ra&s;cal's Mate</HI></L>
<L><HI>Likewi&s;e &s;he &s;ays &s;he's gather'd riches &s;tore.</HI></L>
<L><HI>By only playing of the private Whore.</HI></L>
<L><HI>And now in the Country &s;he's gone,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And left me behind to &s;ing this &s;ong.</HI></L>
</ARGUMENT>
<OPENER>To a new Tune, Or, <HI>The Flatteries of Fate.</HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>COme Gallants and li&s;en unto me a while</L>
<L>i'll &s;ing you a &s;ong that will make you &s;mile</L>
<L>Of one that is pritty, in <HI>London</HI> fair City,</L>
<L>And Gentlemens humors &s;he can beguile.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My Parents quoth &s;he hath left me forlorn,</L>
<L>And told me how <HI>I</HI> was begot in a Barn,</L>
<L>But &s;ince <HI>I</HI> am to elder years grown</L>
<L>To be told of my Parents I hold it in &s;corn.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I got a few Cloaths and to <HI>London I</HI> came,</L>
<L>Where quickly my beauty did get me a name;</L>
<L>I tell you the truth although you me blame,</L>
<L>I now am become a Girl of the Game.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The fir&s;t that come to me he was a Foot-boy,</L>
<L>And he gave me a Crown for to call him my Ioy,</L>
<L>I lov'd him and joy'd him and honey'd him &s;o</L>
<L>That it co&s;t him an Angel before he did go.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>A Lawyers Clerk was the next that did come,</L>
<L>And made me believe that he was a Lords Son,</L>
<L>I plea&s;ed his mind when <HI>I</HI> found out his play</L>
<L>That it co&s;t him a pound before he went away.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And many more to me did &s;trait ways Re&s;ort,</L>
<L>With Gold and with Silver my per&s;on to court,</L>
<L>That Riches I gather'd by u&s;ing this Trade</L>
<L>After forty had u&s;ed me I went for a Maid.</L>
</LG>
<P><FIGURE>
<FIGDESC>heart</FIGDESC>
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<P><FIGURE>
<FIGDESC>depiction of book</FIGDESC>
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<LG>
<L>WIth &s;ilks &amp; with &s;attings now bravely I go,</L>
<L>and waiting maids on me attend, you mu&s;t know</L>
<L>My ju&s;tico and Black-Patches I were,</L>
<L>Which make all admire that on me doth &s;tare.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Brave Gallants I promi&s;e you doth me adore</L>
<L>Not taking me to be a vampified Whore,</L>
<L>They'll give me a Guinny if on them I &s;mile,</L>
<L>And two for a take-up, thus I them beguile.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My Smock it is Cambrick I tell you the truth,</L>
<L>And handled by many a prodigal youth</L>
<L>I have a fine &s;pring that runeth &s;o clear,</L>
<L>That it brings me as good as two hundred a Year.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now I have got Trea&s;ure no longer i'll &s;tay</L>
<L>But into the Country &s;trait <HI>I</HI> will away,</L>
<L>where one of my lovers hath done me much wrong</L>
<L>For in a weeks time he did &s;end me this &s;ong.</L>
</LG>
<P><HI>The Gentleman's Song that he &s;ent his Lady into the Country.</HI></P>
<LG>
<L>MY Lady is grown &s;o bonny and gay</L>
<L>&s;he's gone from the City in the country to play,</L>
<L>And by her great fame, &s;he's got &s;uch a name,</L>
<L>With &s;inging and dancing it makes her go lame.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>She plaid in the City almo&s;t half a year</L>
<L>And yet for her wages &s;he's never the near,</L>
<L>But a Gallant did &s;ay this part you mu&s;t play</L>
<L>Tis thought in &s;ome corner that he did her lay.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I &s;teering my coa&s;t one night in the dark</L>
<L>I met with a Frigot that &s;ail'd towards the Park</L>
<L>She hai&s;ted up &s;ail and away &s;he did run</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> &s;&eacute;e her ca&s;t Anchor at the Prince in the Sun.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>I</HI> gave her a Guinny to enter her Fort</L>
<L>She pre&s;ently yielded to come to the &s;port,</L>
<L>But finding me la&s;ie &s;trait bid me begone</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> gave her a &s;hot, but &s;he fir'd my Gun.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And thus <HI>I</HI> was conquer'd and forc't to retire</L>
<L>For &s;he gave me a Clap again&s;t my de&s;ire</L>
<L>&s;he makes me go &s;tradling with &s;welling my eggs</L>
<L>you may drive a wheel-barrow betw&eacute;en my 2 legs.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But now her beauty is almo&s;t decayd,</L>
<L>which makes her to paint for to hold up that trade,</L>
<L>with fal&s;e locks &amp; vizard masks &s;he has great skil,</L>
<L>But &s;he's known for a whore let her go where &s;he will,</L>
</LG>
<BYLINE>By L.W.</BYLINE>
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