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<HEAD>Oxford&s;hire Damo&s;el, Or, The <HI>London</HI> MERCHANT'S Choice.</HEAD>
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<L>Her Beauty Bright was his Delight,</L>
<L>But yet &s;he &s;aid him nay,</L>
<L>She would not yield to him the Field,</L>
<L>Till Marriage made the way.</L>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>The J<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="OXF" EXTENT="1 letter">bb for a Journey-man-Shoomaker.</HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>THere was as Fine a <HI>London</HI> Blade,</L>
<L>as ever trod on Leather,</L>
<L>Mo&s;t &s;umptuou&s;ly he was array'd,</L>
<L>his Wigg, his Hat and Feather:</L>
<L>His Rapier hanging his by &s;ide,</L>
<L>well mounted on a Gelding,</L>
<L>To <HI>Oxford City</HI> he would Ride,</L>
<L>to view the antient Building.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But he no &s;ooner was come there</L>
<L>in all his Pomp and Glory</L>
<L>When meeting with a Dam&s;el fair,</L>
<L>a &s;weet and Plea&s;ant Story.</L>
<L>To her he freely did unfold,</L>
<L>her Love to gain the &s;ooner,</L>
<L>He &s;hew'd her handfuls of his Gold,</L>
<L>to bring her into humour.</L>
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<LG>
<L>He then began to Complement,</L>
<L>and &s;weetly to embrace her,</L>
<L>The Dam&s;el would not give con&s;ent,</L>
<L>that he &s;hould e're di&s;grace her</L>
<L>Her mode&s;t mind was not inclin'd,</L>
<L>nor in the lea&s;t was leaning</L>
<L>Vnto his will, but an&s;wer'd &s;till,</L>
<L>&s;he did not know his meaning.</L>
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<LG>
<L>My Love &s;aid he, let me enjoy</L>
<L>with thee a moments plea&s;ure,</L>
<L>My &s;weete&s;t creature be not coy,</L>
<L>thou &s;halt not want for trea&s;&uacute;re:</L>
<L>All night within my folded arms,</L>
<L>my Love &s;hall lye and &s;lumber,</L>
<L>With many &s;weet delightful charms,</L>
<L>and ki&s;&s;es out of number.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Said &s;he your proffer I di&s;dain,</L>
<L>good Sir I pray be civil,</L>
<L>Indeed you now are much too blame,</L>
<L>to tempt a maid to evil,</L>
<L>Forbear to talk at &s;uch a rate.</L>
<L>di&s;cretion has endu'd me,</L>
<L>It is not your enchanted bait,</L>
<L>that ever &s;hall delude me.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Kind Sir I pray now let me go,</L>
<L>I &s;trange and do admire,</L>
<L>That you &s;hould &s;eek my overthrow,</L>
<L>to plea&s;e your fond de&s;ire,</L>
<L>If there in me be any truth,</L>
<L>I am re&s;olv'd to tarry</L>
<L>I'le never plea&s;ure any youth,</L>
<L>but tho&s;e with whom I marry.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The Dam&s;el thsu declar'd her mind,</L>
<L>then without mole&s;tation,</L>
<L>His heart was more and more inclind,</L>
<L>he &s;tood in Admiration:</L>
<L>The lu&s;tre of her Beauty fair,</L>
<L>his heart had &s;o inflamed,</L>
<L>That he was caught in <HI>Cupids</HI> &s;nare,</L>
<L>before her love he gained.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My deare&s;t Love I thee adore,</L>
<L>if thou can&s;t freely love me,</L>
<L>I &s;et by thee &s;uch mighty &s;tore,</L>
<L>I fancy none above thee:</L>
<L>With thee I mean to live and dye,</L>
<L>thou &s;weet and lovely creature,</L>
<L>Thou art a jewel in mine eye,</L>
<L>no Lady more Compleater.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>She could no longer &s;ay him no,</L>
<L>and now to end the quarrel,</L>
<L>In Love they both together go,</L>
<L>to buy her Rich Apparrel:</L>
<L>She looked like a &s;umptuous Dame,</L>
<L>in all her rich attire,</L>
<L>Her beauty flew on wings of Fame,</L>
<L>his Friends did all admire.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>She was indeed an hone&s;t Girl,</L>
<L>and of a mode&s;t carriage,</L>
<L>He priz'd her more then Gold or Pearl,</L>
<L>and joyn'd with her in Marriage;</L>
<L>Now may &s;he lead as &s;weet a life,</L>
<L>as &s;he is fair and Pritty,</L>
<L>For now &s;he is a <HI>Merchants</HI> Wife,</L>
<L>of <HI>London</HI> Famous City.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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