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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD><HI>Amintor's</HI> An&s;wer to <HI>Parthenia's</HI> Complaint, Or, The Wronged Shepherds Vindication.</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L>This an&s;wer to the Nymph he doth return,</L>
<L>Since that he hath more cau&s;e than &s;he, to mourn</L>
<L>And &s;o again&s;t all women doth complain,</L>
<L>For having met with &s;ome who were to blame:</L>
<L>As by this <HI>Satire</HI> you may find it when</L>
<L>he proves that Women are more fal&s;e then men.</L>
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<OPENER>To a New Tune; Or <HI>Sitting beyond a River &s;ide,</HI> &amp;c.</OPENER>
<HEADNOTE>
<P>With Allowance.</P>
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<LG>
<L>VNder a plea&s;ant Willow &s;hade,</L>
<L><HI>Amintor</HI> &s;at and heard the Maid;</L>
<L>And unto her he did reply,</L>
<L>Oh why <HI>Parthenia!</HI> prithee tell me why</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>You do complain &s;o grievou&s;ly,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Since Men are not &s;o fal&s;e as Women be.</HI></L>
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</LG>
<LG>
<L>When as in Love we u&s;e our Arts,</L>
<L>We find you have obdurate hearts,</L>
<L>Although at fir&s;t our flames do burn,</L>
<L>Like winters Mo<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="missing" EXTENT="1 letter">ning into Fro&s;t you turn.</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>So by the Con&s;equence you &s;ee,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That Men are not &s;o falfe as Women be.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Why &s;hould a Man confined be,</L>
<L>To &s;uch a piece of vanity?</L>
<L>Or doat upon a tempting &s;nare,</L>
<L>That nature hath at unawares Made fair</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>No, ca&s;t them off, for you will &s;ee,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That Men are not &s;o fal&s;e as Women be.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>They love they fawn, they &s;igh, they pray,</L>
<L>And yet will turn to hate next day;</L>
<L>The more you &s;ue, the more they &s;hun,</L>
<L>By which poor Shepherds are undone:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>So that by Con&s;equence you &s;ee,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That Men are not &s;o fal&s;e as Women be.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<P><FIGURE>
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<LG>
<L>THey think the God of Love allows,</L>
<L>they &s;hould be fal&s;e and break their vows</L>
<L>It is a miracle to find</L>
<L>One of a thou&s;and bear a con&s;tant mind:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>Therefore you may confe&s;s with me,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That Men are not &s;o fal&s;e as women be.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>They'l &s;ay they love, but not tell when,</L>
<L>They'l give a heart and tak't again:</L>
<L>If you intreat, and &s;ue and pray,</L>
<L>they turn their heads &amp; look another way:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>So that by con&s;equence you &s;ee,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That men are not &s;o fal&s;e as women be.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>If that they &s;ee you pine and dye,</L>
<L>They'l triumph in your mi&s;ery,</L>
<L>No pitty lies in frown nor life,</L>
<L>Their wavering minds are all &s;o full of guile.</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>Therefore you may confe&s;s with me</HI></L>
<L><HI>That men are not &s;o fal&s;e as women be.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Too much experience I have had,</L>
<L>That few are good too many bad,</L>
<L>Though like a Skeleton you appear.</L>
<L>A cruel Nymph &s;hall never drop a Tear</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>Therefore by con&s;equence you &s;ee,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That men are not &s;o fal&s;e as women be.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Though <HI>Cupid</HI> bid them love again,</L>
<L>Yet they &s;o &s;tupid do remain</L>
<L>For Love they cruelty will &s;how</L>
<L>And &s;corn for to &s;ubmit unto his Bow:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>So by the Sequel you may &s;ee,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That men are not &s;o fal&s;e as women be.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then let not any Shepherd Swain,</L>
<L>Hereafter value their di&s;dain,</L>
<L>Since O Man is &s;o vain a toy,</L>
<L>We'l find &s;ome other Pa&s;time to enjoy:</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>For why by this you plainly &s;ee.</HI></L>
<L><HI>That men are not &s;o fal&s;e as women be.</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Their Syren Voices i'le not hear,</L>
<L>Nor from my eyes let fall a tear:</L>
<L>Now <HI>Cupids</HI> Shaft I will de&s;ie,</L>
<L>For wounding me with Love, to make me dye</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>Since that you may confe&s;s with me.</HI></L>
<L><HI>That Men are not &s;o fal&s;e as women be</HI></L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus to all Nymphs i'le bid adieu,</L>
<L>Vntil I find out one that's true:</L>
<L>Or in &s;ome Grove i'le be confin'd</L>
<L>to cure my grief, &amp; ea&s;e my troubled mind</L>
<LG TYPE="refrain">
<L><HI>For now you mu&s;t confe&s;s and &s;ee.</HI></L>
<L><HI>That men are not &s;o fal&s;e as women be.</HI></L>
</LG>
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<P><HI>Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden-Ball in Pye-Corner.</HI></P>
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