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<DATE>2008-11-05</DATE>
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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<VID>181827</VID>
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<HEAD>Dolly and Molly: OR, <HI>The Two Country Damo&s;els Fortunes at</HI> London.</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L><HI>Dolly</HI> and <HI>Molly</HI> came up to the Town</L>
<L>To try their fortune, wandring up and down:</L>
<L>At length both marcht together to a Ball,</L>
<L>There <HI>Moll</HI> a Gallant got <HI>Doll</HI> none at all:</L>
<L>But <HI>Doll</HI> atla&s;t in town was richly marry'd,</L>
<L><HI>Moll</HI> got a Clap and &s;hamefully mi&s;carry'd.</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<OPENER>To an Excellent New <HI>Play-Hou&s;e</HI> Tune, Or, <HI>Bacon and Beans.</HI></OPENER>
<HEADNOTE>
<P>With Allowance,</P>
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<P><FIGURE>
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<P><FIGURE>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Dolly</HI> and <HI>Molly</HI> are new come to Town</L>
<L><HI>Doll</HI> hath got nothing, but <HI>Moll</HI> a &s;ilk Gown:</L>
<L><HI>Dolly</HI> was hand&s;ome though pev<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="missing" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;h and coy</L>
<L>But <HI>Molly</HI> was buxome and free to enjoy.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Dolly</HI> and <HI>Molly</HI> they went to <HI>White-hall,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Dolly</HI> got nothing but <HI>Molly</HI> got all:</L>
<L><HI>Dolly</HI> &s;he &s;corned to have a Gallant,</L>
<L>But <HI>Molly</HI> had all things that <HI>Dolly</HI> did want.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>As <HI>Dolly</HI> and <HI>Molly</HI> were walking near th' Court,</L>
<L>A young&s;ter did <HI>Dolly</HI> began for to &s;port;</L>
<L>But &s;he put him of with a pi&s;h and a fie,</L>
<L>Saying, Lord Sir be civil, el&s;e from you i'le flye.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When <HI>Dolly</HI> refu&s;ed him, to <HI>Molly</HI> he went,</L>
<L>For one of the two to enjoy he was bent:</L>
<L>He asked her a que&s;tion which made her to &s;mile,</L>
<L>Then a ki&s;s and a Guiny did <HI>Molly</HI> beguile.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He took her a&s;ide and he pleas'd her &s;o well,</L>
<L>That <HI>Molly</HI> con&s;ented with him for to dwell,</L>
<L>There's nothing on earth that's to <HI>Molly</HI> deny'd,</L>
<L>Her humour to plea&s;e, and to pomper her pride.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He gave her fine cloaths and all things of the be&s;t,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e that her dilicate body be pre&s;t,</L>
<L>Her Country &s;peech did &s;o heighten his charms,</L>
<L>That <HI>Molly</HI> could &s;eldome re&s;t out of his arms.</L>
</LG>
<P><FIGURE>
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<LG>
<L>Now <HI>Mally</HI> is rich and <HI>Dolly</HI> is poor,</L>
<L>But <HI>Dolly</HI> is hone&s;t though <HI>Mally</HI> a Whore:</L>
<L><HI>Doll</HI> &s;aid 'twas a plea&s;ure to be mode&s;t and coy</L>
<L>But <HI>Moll</HI> &s;wore 'twas plea&s;anter to enjoy,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Quoth <HI>Mally</HI> to <HI>Dolly</HI> i'de have the be wi&s;e,</L>
<L>You'l never get any thing if you are nice:</L>
<L>Ob&s;erve but what &s;tate I do live in, and then</L>
<L>You'l &s;urely learn to be kinder to men.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Oh <HI>Dolly</HI> the plea&s;ures of love art &s;o &s;weet,</L>
<L>When with equal de&s;ires togeather we meet:</L>
<L>that nothing on earth can compare with that bli&s;s,</L>
<L>Be&s;ides 'tis an honour to becall'd a fine Mi&s;s.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus <HI>Molly</HI> tempts <HI>Dolly</HI> to go to the &s;port,</L>
<L>And about her brave Gallants begin to re&s;ort:</L>
<L>For <HI>Doll<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"></HI> was hand&s;ome in Country gray,</L>
<L>And was far more tempting then tho&s;e that were gay</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Says <HI>Dolly</HI> to <HI>Molly</HI> 'twixt anger and &s;corn,</L>
<L>Oh <HI>Molly</HI> you'l wi&s;h you had never been born:</L>
<L>Tho&s;e immode&s;t plea&s;ures which you &s;o commend,</L>
<L>Will bring you to &s;orrow and &s;hame in the end</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus <HI>Molly</HI> and <HI>Dolly</HI> could never agree,</L>
<L><HI>Mally</HI> had Gallants more then two or three,</L>
<L>She traded with all that had &s;ilver and gold</L>
<L>Till at leangth like a town Mi&s;s &s;he grew bawdy &amp; bold</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>'Twas <HI>Dolly's</HI> good luck a place for to get,</L>
<L>To wait on a Lady who&s;e fortune was great</L>
<L>Accounting it better a &s;ervant to be,</L>
<L>Then a Lady of plea&s;ure of the highe&s;t degree,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This <HI>Dolly</HI> was pritty and clenly and neat</L>
<L>Her body well &s;hapt not to &s;mall nor too great</L>
<L>Her Mi&s;tris &s;he pleas'd and behav'd her &s;elf well,</L>
<L>That <HI>Dolly</HI> mo&s;t happely with her did dwell.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now <HI>Dolly</HI> is got into all peoples favour,</L>
<L>&amp; many young Shopkeepers &s;trive for to have her:</L>
<L>But <HI>Doll</HI> put him of with a mode&s;t reply:</L>
<L>Saying Sirs I am re&s;olved a Maiden to dye.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But at la&s;t the coy Virgin was &s;truck with loves dart</L>
<L>Little Cupid hath wounded poor <HI>Dolly</HI> to'th heart</L>
<L>For one of the&s;e young&s;ters &s;o clo&s;ely did ply,</L>
<L>That <HI>Dolly</HI> no longer knew how to deny.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then marri'd they were having all friends con&s;ent</L>
<L>And happilly love to each others content:</L>
<L>She proves a kind Wife, and a good Husband he,</L>
<L>Then what greater ble&s;&s;ing on earth can there be:</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But <HI>Molly</HI> di&s;pi&s;'d her and call'd her young &s;lut</L>
<L>Saying, <HI>Dolly</HI> there's more ways then one to go to't</L>
<L>I'le take my delight with the blades of the times:</L>
<L>Such plea&s;ures as tho&s;e without doubt are no crimes</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But a little while after &s;uch was her mi&s;hap,</L>
<L>Poor <HI>Molly</HI> had got a mo&s;t de&s;perate Clap,</L>
<L>Her galiants for&s;ook her and left her forlorn,</L>
<L>Crying out, you foul Whore we your company &s;corn.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now <HI>Molly's</HI> di&s;&s;tre&s;&s;ed, and the pain mu&s;t indure,</L>
<L>She flyes to a Quack her di&s;temper to cure:</L>
<L>But <HI>Dolly</HI> lives bravely, and her I commend,</L>
<L>For hone&s;ty always will thrive in</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER><L>The End.</L></TRAILER>
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<P>Printed for <HI>P. Brook by,</HI> at the Golden-ball, in <HI>We&s;t-&s;mithfield.</HI></P>
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