Song XV., pp.263-264.

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WOuld you have a young virgin of fifteen years, 

You must tickle her fancy with sweets and dears, 

Ever toying and playing, and sweetly sweetly 

Sing a love-sonnet, and charm her ears; 

Wittily prettily talk her down, 

Chase her, and praise her if fair or brown; 

Sooth her and smooth her, 

And teaze her and please her, 

And touch but her smicket, and all’s your own. 


Do ye fancy a widow, well known in men, 

With the front of assurance come boldly on; 

Be at her each moment and briskly briskly 

Put her in mind, how her time steals on; 

Rattle and prattle altho’ she frown, 

Rouse her and touse her from morn to noon, 

And shew her some hour 

You are able to grapple, 

And get but her writings, and all’s your own. 


Do ye fancy a punk of a humour free, 

That’s kept by a fumbler of quality, 

You must rail at her keeper, and tell her tell her, 

That pleasure’s best charm is variety; 

Swear her much fairer than all the town, 

Try her and ply her when Cully’s gone, 

Dog her and jog her, 

And meet her and treat her, 

And kiss with a guinea, and all’s your own. 

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