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<DATE>2014-04-04</DATE>
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<NAME>John Pas</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B140210.apex.</ITEM>
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<STC T="C">R229003</STC>
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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
<PB REF="1" MS="y">
<HEAD>A Farewel to Grave&s;-end.</HEAD>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Where Noble Seamen &s;pend their Coyn,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Why &s;hould they be abus'd:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then let them &s;tay from thence away,</HI></L>
<L><HI>where they are &s;trangely us'd.</HI></L>
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<OPENER><HI>Tune of, <HI>Hey Boys up go we.</HI></HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>THe wanton Girls of Graves-end Town</L>
<L>have now quite lo&s;t my heart;</L>
<L>Maintained by the Seamen brave,</L>
<L>but ne're will take their part:</L>
<L>They'r fooli&s;h, I and &s;imple too,</L>
<L>yea, pampered al&s;o,</L>
<L>I'le nothing have with them to do,</L>
<L><HI>for a trick that I do know.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The fir&s;t that ever came to town,</L>
<L>&s;he was right Pintle bred,</L>
<L>A Girl that true and con&s;tant is,</L>
<L>to plea&s;e men in the Bed:</L>
<L>While you have Gold and Silver &s;tore,</L>
<L>&s;he'l any whether go,</L>
<L>But now I will tru&s;t her no more,</L>
<L><HI>for a trick that I do know.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>There is a bonny hand&s;ome Girl,</L>
<L>that Lives beneath the Sun,</L>
<L>A wench thats kind and willing too,</L>
<L>and ready for a run:</L>
<L>She'l walk with you from place to place,</L>
<L>where e're you plea&s;e to go,</L>
<L>She'l ki&s;s and play, both night and day;</L>
<L><HI>for a trick, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<L>Another Girl there is al&s;o,</L>
<L>as Fierce as any Dragon,</L>
<L>She kindne&s;s will unto you &s;how,</L>
<L>if you call for your Flaggon:</L>
<L>And when your money doth fall &s;hort,</L>
<L>&s;he'l &s;ay 'tis time to go,</L>
<L>And there you mu&s;t no longer &s;port,</L>
<L><HI>for a trick, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Over the way, I dare to &s;ay,</L>
<L>if you do think it fit,</L>
<L>There you may have a Girl mo&s;t brave,</L>
<L>has neither fear nor wit:</L>
<L>From ten pound to a &s;hilling, &s;he</L>
<L>will &s;toop, though 'tis too low</L>
<L>Her Love I will no longer be,</L>
<L><HI>for a trick, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>There is another Vaulting School,</L>
<L>that is within the Town,</L>
<L>Of any man they'l make a fool,</L>
<L>when drink gets in his Crown:</L>
<L>But now I think, by Loving Chink,</L>
<L>the Sign is pull'd full Low,</L>
<L>Then have a care, and come not there,</L>
<L><HI>for a trick, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Another hou&s;e is in the Town,</L>
<L>that I &s;hall ne'r forget;</L>
<L>There Fortune once on me did frown,</L>
<L>I lo&s;t both Coyn and wit:</L>
<L>My head was brought down to the ground,</L>
<L>methought exceeding low,</L>
<L>But I'le come there no more, I &s;wear,</L>
<L><HI>for a trick, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>There's more that live in <HI>Grave&s;-end</HI> town,</L>
<L>that here I will not name,</L>
<L>To their di&s;grace it would redound,</L>
<L>and be much to their &s;hame:</L>
<L>About <HI>Koa</HI> they mo&s;t do dwell,</L>
<L>I am informed &s;o,</L>
<L>I'le ne'r come there, into their Snare,</L>
<L><HI>for a trick, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Neptunes brave Boys now look about,</L>
<L>that venture lives for money,</L>
<L>And why &s;hould you that are &s;o &s;tout,</L>
<L>thus dote upon a Conney:</L>
<L>When tis too late you may repent,</L>
<L>and &s;ome have found it &s;o,</L>
<L><HI>Grave&s;end</HI> ne'r will your Pockets fill,</L>
<L><HI>for a trick, &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He that is wi&s;e, let him de&s;pi&s;e,</L>
<L>&s;uch wenches as are there,</L>
<L>And you that had your pockets pickt,</L>
<L>I hope will have a care:</L>
<L>And come no more, upon that Shore,</L>
<L>where you were &s;erved &s;o,</L>
<L>Be your own friend, and leave <HI>Grave&s;-end,</HI></L>
<L><HI>for a trick that I do know.</HI></L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P><HI>Printed for</HI> J. Deacon, <HI>at the</HI> Angel <HI>in</HI> Guilt-&s;pur &s;treet, <HI>without</HI> Newgate.</P>
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