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<HEAD>The Covetous Mother, Or, The terrible Overthrow of <HI>Two Loyal Lovers.</HI></HEAD>
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<L><HI>You that the&s;e woful tydings hear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;urely your hearts may bleed;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who can forbear to &s;hed a tear,</HI></L>
<L><HI>when they the&s;e lines &s;hall read?</HI></L>
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<P><HI>Tune of, <HI>O<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="2 letters"> <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 span"> a creature.</HI></HI></P>
<P><HI><HI>This may be printed,</HI> R. P.</HI></P>
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<LG>
<L>THere was a wealthy young Squire,</L>
<L>whom a fair Damo&s;el did love;</L>
<L>Nay, and it was &s;o intire,</L>
<L>nothing his fancy could move:</L>
<L>She born of ordinary Parents.</L>
<L>which when his Friends this did know,</L>
<L>They &s;trove to &s;et them at variance,</L>
<L>proving their &s;ad overthrow.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Son, &s;aid his indulgent Mother,</L>
<L>pray you now li&s;ten to me;</L>
<L>I have con&s;ider'd another</L>
<L>&s;uitable to-your degr&eacute;e;</L>
<L>That you may ri&s;e to promotion,</L>
<L>&s;he is both virtuous and fair,</L>
<L>Two thou&s;and pound to her Portion;</L>
<L>therefore your folly forbear.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Mother, tho&s;e Charms does inflame me</L>
<L>which in my Dear I behold;</L>
<L>Therefore I pray do not blame me,</L>
<L><HI>True Love is better than Gold.</HI></L>
<L>Might I have Wealth out of mea&s;ure,</L>
<L>nothing my mind can remove;</L>
<L>I'le never marry for Trea&s;ure,</L>
<L>give me the Creature I love.</L>
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<LG>
<L>I can maintain like a Lady</L>
<L>&s;he whom I much do adore;</L>
<L>Have I not Riches already?</L>
<L>what need I covet for more?</L>
<L>If you give me not one penny,</L>
<L>I have a Hundred a Year:</L>
<L>Now if I marry with any,</L>
<L>it &s;hall be <HI>Nancy</HI> my Dear.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Son, if your Love be &s;o rooted</L>
<L>that from her you cannot part,</L>
<L>By me it &s;han't be di&s;puted,</L>
<L>take her then with all my heart.</L>
<L>But &s;he in this was deceitful,</L>
<L>as by this Ditty you'l find,</L>
<L>Never was action more hateful,</L>
<L>Malice remain'd in her mind.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Straight &s;he repair'd to this Creature.</L>
<L>vowing to &s;end away;</L>
<L>Yet with a &s;mile &s;he did meet her,</L>
<L>&s;aying, dear Daughter this day</L>
<L>We will go buy your Attire,</L>
<L>every thing i'le provide;</L>
<L>'Tis my unfeigned de&s;ire,</L>
<L>that you &s;hall be my Sons Bride.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus was the matter contrived.</L>
<L>ju&s;t as his Mother would have;</L>
<L>Then to a Captain in private</L>
<L>&s;he &s;old her to be a Slave:</L>
<L>She from Old <HI>England</HI> did &s;end her,</L>
<L>fill'd with much &s;orrow and woe;</L>
<L>There was no Soul to defend her,</L>
<L>but was compelled to go.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When her invention was over,</L>
<L>then &s;he return'd to her Son,</L>
<L>Freely to him to di&s;cover,</L>
<L>pre&s;ently what &s;he had done:</L>
<L>When he heard what &s;he had acted,</L>
<L>his Rapier &s;traight he pull'd forth.</L>
<L>Raving like one quite di&s;tracted,</L>
<L>crying, you've ruin'd us both.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then on the point of his Rapier</L>
<L>he did immediately fall;</L>
<L>His Life did go out like a Taper,</L>
<L>this was the ruine of all.</L>
<L>His Mother more than uncivil,</L>
<L>was of a covetous mind:</L>
<L>Money the Root of all evil</L>
<L>caus'd this confu&s;ion we find.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now does his Mother with weeping</L>
<L>weary out many a day;</L>
<L>While her dear Son he lies &s;l&eacute;eping</L>
<L>low in a cold Bed of Clay.</L>
<L>This is a &s;ad De&s;olation,</L>
<L>&s;he whom he much did adore,</L>
<L>Now is &s;ent far from the Nation,</L>
<L>where &s;he will ne'r &s;ee him mor<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
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