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AN OLD WOMAN CLOTHED IN GRAY.
An old worn in clothed in gray,
had a daughter was charming & young,
But she was deluded astray
by Rogers false flattering tongue;
With whom she often had been,
abroad in the meadows end fields;
Her belly grew up to her chin
her spirit sunk down to her heels.
At length she began for to puke,
her mother possessed with fear:
She gave her a gentle rebuke,
and cry’d, Daughter's word in your ear.
I doubt you've been playing the fool,
which many call'd hey ding a ding,
Why did you not follow my rule,
and tie your two toes in a string.
O Mother! your counsel I took,
but yet I was never the noar:
He won my heart with a false look,
and his words so enchanted mine ear,
