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<DATE>2008-09-03</DATE>
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<NAME>John Pas</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B080826.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<HEAD>The Dumb Lady; Or, No, no, not I; I'le An&s;wer.</HEAD>
<OPENER><HI>To the Tune of, the <HI>Doubtful Virgin,</HI> or the new <HI>Borey;</HI> or <HI>Will you be a Man of Fa&s;hion.</HI></HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>UNderneath a little Mountain</L>
<L>where I us'd my &s;elf to walk,</L>
<L>By a pretty plea&s;ant Fountain</L>
<L>there I heard two Lovers talk</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">ay! &s;aid he my only Iewel,</L>
<L>would you have your Lover dye,</L>
<L>Can you be &s;o fare and cruel</L>
<L><HI>no indeed quoth &s;he not I,</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Why my dear my pretty <HI>Nancy,</HI></L>
<L>will you then torment my mind?</L>
<L>If poor <HI>Willy</HI> you can fancy</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">hew your &s;elf him more kind.</L>
<L>Or if you de&s;ign my Ruine,</L>
<L>I am willing for to dye</L>
<L>But be &s;hort in my undoing</L>
<L><HI>Still &s;he an&s;wered no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Why then pray will you torment me</L>
<L>and take plea&s;ure in my &s;mart,</L>
<L>When a kind look will content me</L>
<L>will you frown to break my Heart,</L>
<L>If it he my <HI>Nanny's</HI> Plea&s;ure</L>
<L>on my Sword I'le freely die,</L>
<L>Give the word my only Trea&s;ure</L>
<L><HI>Still &s;he an&s;wered no not I.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Bid me live and I'le endeavour,</L>
<L>every way to gain your Love</L>
<L>If this be to great a Favor,</L>
<L>bid me from your eyes remove</L>
<L>Deal with me as with a Creature</L>
<L>as you plea&s;e &s;hall live or die</L>
<L>Are you Mi&s;tre&s;s of ill Nature,</L>
<L><HI>Still &s;he an&s;wered no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This indeed was more contenting,</L>
<L>than what e're before &s;he gave</L>
<L>Tho it was not full con&s;enting</L>
<L>it encourag'd her Flame.</L>
<L>Should I tempt to ki&s;s my fair one</L>
<L>would you &s;ay di&s;pair and die,</L>
<L>Say my Love my only dear one</L>
<L><HI>Still &s;he an&s;wered no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then he laid his Arms, about her</L>
<L>&s;he the Po&s;ture did Approve,</L>
<L>He re&s;olv'd no more to doubt her</L>
<L>and by progre&s;s of his Love</L>
<L>Gain'd &s;uch conque&s;t &s;treight upon her</L>
<L>that at la&s;t they &s;wain cry</L>
<L>Will you yield the Fort of Honour</L>
<L><HI>Still &s;he an&s;wered no not I.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>But their was &s;o little di&s;tance</L>
<L>and &s;o yielding a defence</L>
<L>That he found all her re&s;i&s;tance</L>
<L>was but only comple&s;ence,</L>
<L>Now &s;aid he you mu&s;t &s;urrender</L>
<L>if I force you will cry?</L>
<L>All &s;he &s;aid fo: to defend her</L>
<L><HI>Was indeed my dear not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Hard it was at the fir&s;t Sally</L>
<L>for to &s;ay which &s;ide would beat,</L>
<L>Tho poor <HI>Willey</HI> oft did Rally</L>
<L>he as often did retreat:</L>
<L>But what mo&s;t de&s;erv'd my wonder</L>
<L><HI>Willey</HI> he for all his Art,</L>
<L>Tho he kept your <HI>Nanny</HI> under</L>
<L>was the fir&s;t de&s;ir'd to part.</L>
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<P>Printed for P. Brooksy at the Golden-Ball in Pye-Corner.</P>
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