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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>An excellent New SONG, called, The Intreagues of Love; OR, One worth a Thou&s;and.</HEAD>
<OPENER>To a Plea&s;ant New Tune.</OPENER>
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<L>How happy are we,</L>
<L>When we meet with a Beauty,</L>
<L>That is charming and free,</L>
<L>and knows more than her Duty,</L>
<L>Women they were made for men,</L>
<L>'The Gods above allow the &s;ame;</L>
<L>But this cunning Creature</L>
<L>Will not yield to Nature,</L>
<L>Nor will let you do't,</L>
<L>Unle&s;s you court her to't,</L>
<L>And give her Gold to boot,</L>
<L>Put you, you mu&s;t ever &s;wear for to be true.</L>
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<L>But when the Guinea wins her,</L>
<L>&s;he's at your Devotion,</L>
<L>She'll freely let you in Sir,</L>
<L>and meet you in the motion;</L>
<L>'Tis then, if you behold her eyes,</L>
<L>How they rowl when at the &s;port &s;he lies;</L>
<L>Fir&s;t, &s;he turns the white,</L>
<L>And then &s;he &s;huts them quite,</L>
<L>And then with all her might,</L>
<L>She &s;eems her Lips to bite,</L>
<L>And &s;wears you're her Delight,</L>
<L>Such Joys &s;ure &s;he never felt the like before.</L>
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<L>And if you have but Gold Sir,</L>
<L>with you &s;he'll be moving,</L>
<L>She cares not though you're old Sir,</L>
<L>&s;he will be fond and loving,</L>
<L>In Love &s;he'll pa&s;s the time away,</L>
<L>And ask you all the night to &s;tay,</L>
<L>And for your money's &s;ake,</L>
<L>She'll hang about your Neck,</L>
<L>And give a Ki&s;s to plea&s;e,</L>
<L>And then your hand &s;he'll &s;queze,</L>
<L>And look with dying Eyes,</L>
<L>And &s;wear, &s;wear &s;he dies if that you leave her there.</L>
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<LG>
<L>When &s;he's got your Trea&s;ure,</L>
<L>and left you no money,</L>
<L>Then you mu&s;t wait her lei&s;ure,</L>
<L>while another &s;he calls Hunny;</L>
<L>She minds not all the Oaths you &s;wear,</L>
<L>Although you vow you love her ne're &s;o dear</L>
<L>But he that brings the Cole,</L>
<L>Shall have my Ladys Hole,</L>
<L>For money is the cry,</L>
<L>Fine Rigging for to buy,</L>
<L>Or el&s;e &s;he will deny</L>
<L>The toy, toy, the <HI>Cullies</HI> of the Town call joy.</L>
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<L>But where's the Charming Beauty,</L>
<L>that's con&s;tant and loyal,</L>
<L>That loves and will be true to ye,</L>
<L>when put to the tryal;</L>
<L>Although you'd Guineas give her down.</L>
<L>Yet &s;he no ways can be like the Town,</L>
<L>For &s;he'll be ju&s;t and true,</L>
<L>And lye with none but you,</L>
<L>While the jilting Whore</L>
<L>ets you and thou&s;ands more,</L>
<L>To do her o'er and o'er,</L>
<L>And &s;wears each is the man &s;he does adore.</L>
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<P>Printed for <HI>Charles Barnet.</HI></P>
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