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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>The We&s;t Country VVooing, OR, <HI>The Merry conceited Couple.</HI></HEAD>
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<L>In plea&s;ant terms, he lets her know his mind,</L>
<L>And fairly wooes her, for to make her kind:</L>
<L>At fir&s;t &s;he &s;eemed coy to his per&s;wa&s;ion,</L>
<L>And put him off, with many a &s;ly eva&s;ion:</L>
<L>But finding at the la&s;t his love was con&s;tant,</L>
<L>Her heart &s;he did re&s;ign from that &s;ame in&s;tant.</L>
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<OPENER>Tune of, <HI>When</HI> Sol <HI>will ca&s;t no light:</HI> Or, <HI>My pritty little Rogue.</HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>MY Ioy and only Dear:</L>
<L>come &s;it down by me,</L>
<L>For thou &s;halt plainly hear</L>
<L>I mean to try thee,</L>
<L>If thou can&s;t love a Lad</L>
<L>brisk, young and lively,</L>
<L>I'le make thy heart full glad,</L>
<L>thou &s;halt live finely.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Thy pritty rowling eye,</L>
<L>and wa&s;te &s;o &s;lender,</L>
<L>Thy fore-head &s;mooth and high,</L>
<L>thy lips &s;o tender</L>
<L>Hath &s;o en&s;nar'd my heart</L>
<L>that I mu&s;t love thee</L>
<L>Therefore I'le not depart,</L>
<L>till pitty move thee.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Alas kind Sir, &s;he &s;aid,</L>
<L>what hath po&s;&s;e&s;t ye,</L>
<L>For to delude a Maid,</L>
<L>be not &s;o ha&s;ty,</L>
<L>Your flattering words that pa&s;&s;,</L>
<L>can no ways move me;</L>
<L>For to repent at la&s;t,</L>
<L>or yield to love ye,</L>
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<HEAD>The &s;econd Part,</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the &s;ame Tune.</OPENER>
<LG>
<L>WE know that young-men can</L>
<L>cog, lye, and flatter,</L>
<L>And make vows, now and then,</L>
<L>to mend the matter;</L>
<L>With &s;uch &s;lights cunningly</L>
<L>they do deceive us,</L>
<L>Bring us to beggary,</L>
<L>and then they leave us.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Fear not my Dear, (quoth he)</L>
<L>that I di&s;&s;emble,</L>
<L>Or that &s;uch fal&s;e young men,</L>
<L>I do re&s;emble,</L>
<L>I have both hou&s;e and land</L>
<L>good gold and riches,</L>
<L>And all at thy command:</L>
<L>pray mark my &s;peeches.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Your hou&s;e and land perhaps</L>
<L>you think may move me,</L>
<L>But I fear after claps,</L>
<L>if I &s;hould love ye,</L>
<L>Therefore my Maiden-head,</L>
<L>I will make much on't,</L>
<L>For ne're a fal&s;e young-man</L>
<L>&s;hall have a touch on't.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O &s;tay my Love he &s;aid,</L>
<L>make further tryal,</L>
<L>Be not &s;o re&s;olute</L>
<L>in your denial,</L>
<L>Fear not but you &s;hall find,</L>
<L>I will content thee,</L>
<L>And bravely plea&s;e thy mind,</L>
<L>none &s;hall prevent me.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>What plea&s;ure can a Maid</L>
<L>find in your dealing,</L>
<L>When you her kindne&s;s think,</L>
<L>not worth concealing,</L>
<L>Young-men are apt to blab</L>
<L>what's done in private,</L>
<L>And well I under&s;tand</L>
<L>what 'tis you drive at.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My pretty Rogue, he &s;aid,</L>
<L>do not mi&s;doubt me,</L>
<L>Why &s;hould you live a Maid,</L>
<L>and think I flout ye,</L>
<L>In my love, I promi&s;e,</L>
<L>for to per&s;ever,</L>
<L>And &s;eal it with a ki&s;s,</L>
<L>to la&s;t for ever.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>If that you love as much</L>
<L>as you profe&s;s it,</L>
<L>And that your truth is &s;uch,</L>
<L>as you expre&s;s it,</L>
<L>Quoth &s;he take hand and heart,</L>
<L>and u&s;e your plea&s;ure,</L>
<L>For I will never part,</L>
<L>from &s;uch a trea&s;ure.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O how it Ioyes my mind,</L>
<L>(quoth he my jewel,</L>
<L>That thou wilt now be kind,</L>
<L>and no more cruel,</L>
<L><HI>Venus</HI> that Godde&s;s &s;he</L>
<L>will &s;mile to know it,</L>
<L>How we in love agree,</L>
<L>when we &s;hall &s;hew it,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So from that happy hour,</L>
<L>they were united,</L>
<L>And to a plea&s;ant Bower,</L>
<L>he her invited,</L>
<L>Where they with &s;port and play,</L>
<L>kindly imbracing,</L>
<L>There pa&s;t the time away,</L>
<L>Lovers Ioyes tracing,</L>
</LG>
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<P>London, <HI>Printed for</HI> W. Thackeray, T. Pa&s;&s;enger, <HI>and</HI> W. Whitwood.</P>
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