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<DATE>2008-04-04</DATE>
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<NAME>Elspeth Healey</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B080312.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<HEAD><HI>The VVe&s;tmin&s;ter Frolick. Or,</HI> A Cuckold is a good mans Fellow.</HEAD>
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<L><HI>A wanton Wife that loved a reli&s;hing Bit,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In <HI>We&s;tmin&s;ter</HI> the &s;ame then &s;he did get;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And it is now concluded &s;o together,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Her Husband mu&s;t be fain to wear Bulls-feather.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>But yet the young&s;ter he did not do well,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ah! &s;illy Fool! that he mu&s;t ki&s;s and tell;</HI></L>
<L><HI>She may thank her &s;elf the bu&s;ine&s;s <HI>is</HI> &s;o <HI>bad</HI></HI></L>
<L><HI>Play with a man, ne'r tru&s;t a tell tale lad.</HI></L>
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<OPENER><HI>Tune of, <HI>Hey boys &s;lap goes &s;he;</HI> Or, <HI>Alas poor thing!</HI></HI></OPENER>
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<L>IN <HI>We&s;tmin&s;ter</HI> there is a Wife,</L>
<L>a very noble Dame;</L>
<L>And &s;he does live a merry life</L>
<L>with &s;porting <HI>Venus</HI> Game:</L>
<L>But yet her name I will conceal,</L>
<L>though &s;he does backwards fall;</L>
<L>She does tran&s;gre&s;s her Marriage-bed,</L>
<L><HI>and that &s;poiles all</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>For &s;he did ca&s;t a wanton eye</L>
<L>upon a lively Youth;</L>
<L>And you &s;hall hear it by and by,</L>
<L>we tell it for a truth:</L>
<L>That with a youngman &s;he did lye,</L>
<L>to &s;port, and backwards fall,</L>
<L>Pox take her Stea&s;e, they came too low,</L>
<L><HI>and, that &s;poiles all.</HI></L>
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<L>And many a day this Young-man came</L>
<L>with her to &s;port and play;</L>
<L>She was &s;o fi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">'d with her Gallant,</L>
<L>&s;he could not &s;ay him nay;</L>
<L>He teu'd her &s;oundly on the bed,</L>
<L>&s;he cry'd, Lad have at all,</L>
<L>Strike up I &s;ay my noble Lad,</L>
<L><HI>for that &s;poiles all.</HI></L>
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<L>She did the Youngman &s;o in&s;nare,</L>
<L>and &s;aid her hand was warm,</L>
<L>That he would mount to a full Careir;</L>
<L>I wi&s;h he took no harm:</L>
<L>She let him lye at Twick a Twack</L>
<L>when &s;he did backwards fall,</L>
<L>The bones in her Stea&s;e they did crack,</L>
<L><HI>and that &s;poyled all.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>When i'me in bed then come my Lad</L>
<L>the plea&s;ure is &s;o &s;weet;</L>
<L>We'l have a di&s;h of butter'd Eggs</L>
<L>when we again do meet:</L>
<L>Thou art good metal I am &s;ure,</L>
<L>I will be at thy call;</L>
<L>Come on my dear and do not fear,</L>
<L><HI>for that &s;poiles all.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>My bonny Lad never be &s;ad,</L>
<L>with thee i'le &s;port and play;</L>
<L>Ne'r talk of half a Crown a week,</L>
<L>i'le plea&s;e thee every way:</L>
<L>Thou&s;t never want while I have a C&mdash;</L>
<L>I will be at thy Call,</L>
<L>Ne'r think upon t what will come on't,</L>
<L><HI>for that &s;poiles all.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But he had a &s;oft place in his Crown,</L>
<L>as I will make appear;</L>
<L>To tell it all about the Town,</L>
<L>where he went every where,</L>
<L>That &s;he in kindne&s;s did excel,</L>
<L>he had her at his call,</L>
<L>But he's a Clown to ki&s;s and tell,</L>
<L><HI>for that &s;poiled all.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Then it came unto her husband ear</L>
<L>how he had &s;ported with his wife:</L>
<L>Now I am a Cuckold I do fear,</L>
<L>and mu&s;t be all my life;</L>
<L>My Neighbour has &s;o fo<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">ked me</L>
<L>he has had her at his call,</L>
<L>He has plaid too much above her knee,</L>
<L><HI>and that &s;poiled all.</HI></L>
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<L>Before her face to her di&s;grace,</L>
<L>and her Husband too was there;</L>
<L>He did declare the very ca&s;e,</L>
<L>that &s;he was Market ware:</L>
<L>Before their Neighbors where they went</L>
<L>he &s;pake both &s;ome and all;</L>
<L>She made him to eat &s;ome Fle&s;h in <HI>Lent,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and that &s;poiled all.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Then the poor contented &s;illy man</L>
<L>he made no farther &s;trife,</L>
<L>Though he mu&s;t wear the Bull-feather</L>
<L>he's beholding to his wife;</L>
<L>She has Hornified his head &s;o brave,</L>
<L>when &s;he did backwards fall;</L>
<L>The Tell-Tale Lad was but a Knave,</L>
<L><HI>for that &s;poiled all.</HI></L>
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<P><HI>Printed for <HI>P. Brooksby</HI> at the Golden Ball in <HI>Py-Corner.</HI></HI></P>
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