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<HEAD>The Ladies Delight: OR, <HI>Narci&s;&s;us</HI> his Love-Flower.</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L><HI>A plea&s;ant and delightful new Ditty,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Made by a Lover, for Ladies &s;o Witty;</HI></L>
<L><HI>When to <HI>Venus</HI> Sports they plea&s;e to re&s;ort,</HI></L>
<L><HI>To pull &s;weet Flowers, that yields the be&s;t &s;port.</HI></L>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>Narci&s;&s;us come ki&s;&s;e us,</HI> &amp;c.</OPENER>
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<HEAD>R I</HEAD>
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<LG>
<L>As I was walking I cannot tell when,</L>
<L>nor I cannot tell whither,</L>
<L>I met with a crew of I cannot tell who,</L>
<L>nor cannot tell what they were:</L>
<L>But Virgins I think; for they cry'd</L>
<L><HI>Narci&s;&s;us</HI> come ki&s;&s;e us, and love us be&s;ide.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>They &s;ang a fine Song of I cannot tell what,</L>
<L>nor whether in Ver&s;e or in Pro&s;e:</L>
<L>Nor knew I their meaning although they all &s;ate</L>
<L>even as it were under my No&s;e:</L>
<L>But ever and anon they all cry'd,</L>
<L><HI>Narci&s;&s;us</HI> come ki&s;&s;e us, and love us be&s;ide:</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>There came in a Lad from I cannot tell whence,</L>
<L>with I cannot tell what in his hand;</L>
<L>It was a live thing that had little &s;ence,</L>
<L>but yet it could lu&s;tily &s;tand:</L>
<L>Then lowder the&s;e Ladies they cry'd,</L>
<L><HI>Narci&s;&s;us</HI> come ki&s;&s;e us, and love us be&s;ide.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Some &s;hak'd it, &s;ome &s;troak'd it, &s;ome ki&s;t it, 'tis &s;aid</L>
<L>it looked &s;o lovely indeed;</L>
<L>All hug'd it as honey, and none were afraid,</L>
<L>becau&s;e of their bodily need:</L>
<L>And lowder the&s;e Ladies they cry'd,</L>
<L><HI>Narci&s;&s;us</HI> come ki&s;&s;e us, and love us be&s;ide.</L>
</LG>
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<HEAD>The &s;econd Part,</HEAD>
<OPENER>to the &s;ame Tune</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>AT length he did put in this pretty fine top</L>
<L>in I cannot tell where below,</L>
<L>Into one of the&s;e Ladies; but <HI>I</HI> cannot tell why,</L>
<L>nor wherefore it &s;hould be &s;o:</L>
<L>But in the mean time they cry'd,</L>
<L><HI>Narci&s;&s;us</HI> come ki&s;&s;e us, and love us be&s;ide.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But when that the&s;e Ladies had &s;ported all night</L>
<L>and rifled Dame Natures &s;tore,</L>
<L>And rai&s;ed them&s;elves in <HI>Venus</HI> delight,</L>
<L>that they could hardly do more:</L>
<L>Yet lowder the&s;e Ladies they cry'd,</L>
<L><HI>Narci&s;&s;us</HI> come ki&s;&s;e us, and us be&s;ide.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This Lad being tired, began to retreat,</L>
<L>and hang down his head like a flower;</L>
<L>The Ladies the more did de&s;ire the feat,</L>
<L>but alas 'twas out of his Power:</L>
<L>Then lowder and lowder they cry'd,</L>
<L><HI>Narci&s;&s;us</HI> come ki&s;&s;e us, and love us be&s;ide,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When full forty weeks were almo&s;t expir'd,</L>
<L>a pittiful &s;tory to tell,</L>
<L>The&s;e Ladies did hate what mo&s;t they de&s;ir'd,</L>
<L>their Bellies began for to &s;well:</L>
<L>Then with a woful Tune they all cry'd</L>
<L><HI>Narci&s;&s;us</HI> won't ki&s;&s;e us, nor love us be&s;ide.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Lucina</HI> in pitty then lent them her aid,</L>
<L>to ea&s;e them of their &s;orrow;</L>
<L>But when that the&s;e Ladies were gently laid,</L>
<L>they had the &s;ame mind to morrow:</L>
<L>And dandling their Bantlings they cry'd,</L>
<L><HI>Narci&s;&s;us</HI> &s;han't ki&s;&s;e us, and lye by our &s;ide.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But as <HI>I</HI> was minding the&s;e pretty fine toys,</L>
<L>how <HI>Venus</HI> with <HI>Cupid</HI> did play;</L>
<L>What plea&s;ure tho&s;e Ladies did take in their boys,</L>
<L>did lead my fancy a&s;tray;</L>
<L>To hear how they lull'd them, and cry'd,</L>
<L><HI>Narci&s;&s;us</HI> come ki&s;&s;e us, and love us be&s;ide.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I then return'd, <HI>I</HI> cannot tell how,</L>
<L>nor what was in my mind;</L>
<L>Nor what el&s;e <HI>I</HI> heard, <HI>I</HI> know not <HI>I</HI> vow,</L>
<L>nor &s;aw, for <HI>Cupid</HI> is blind:</L>
<L>But that the&s;e Ladies &s;till cry'd</L>
<L><HI>Narci&s;&s;us</HI> come ki&s;&s;e us, and love us be&s;ide.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But now to conclude, <HI>I</HI> connot tell what,</L>
<L>nor when, nor how nor where;</L>
<L>Nor found <HI>I</HI> the Sen&s;e of their Song or <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 word"> That,</L>
<L>for Ladies are fickle as Air:</L>
<L>Therefore <HI>I</HI> am laugh till they cry'd,</L>
<L><HI>Narci&s;&s;us</HI> come ki&s;&s;e us, and love us be&s;ide.</L>
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<P><HI>London, <HI>Printed for</HI> W. Thackeray, Y. Pa&s;&s;enger, <HI>and</HI> W. Whitwood.</HI></P>
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