The Old Woman's Wish
|The Old Woman's Wish|
Originally written [c. 1684]
[A Broadside Song; music in Ptih to Purge Melancholy (1707), iii. 10 1].
As I went by an Hospital,
I heard an Old Woman cry,
Kind Sir, quoth she, be kind to me,
once more before I Die,
And grant to me those Joys,
that belong to Woman-kind,
And the Fates above reward your Love,
To an old Woman Poor and Blind.
I find an itching in my Blood,
altho' it be something Cold,
Therefore Good Man do what you can,
to comfort me now I'm Old.
And Grant to me those Joys, &c.
Altho' I cannot see the Day,
nor never a glance of light;
Kind Sir, I swear and do declare,
I honour the Joys of Night:
Then grant to me those Joys, &c.
When I was in my Blooming Youth,
My vigorous Love was Hot;
Now in my Age I dare Engage,
A fancy I still have got:
Then give to me those Joys, &c.
You shall miss of a Reward,
If Readily you comply ;
Then do not Blush but touch my flesh,
This minute before I die :
O let me tast those Joys, &c.
I Forty Shillings would freely give,
'Tis all the Mony I have ;
Which I full long have begged for,
To carry me to my Grave :
This I would give to have the Bliss, &c.
I had a Husband in my Youth,
As very well 'tis known,
The truth to tell he pleased me v.-ell,
But now I am left alone;
And long to tast the good Old Game, &c.
If Forty Shillings will not do.
My Petticoat and my Gown;
Nay Smock also shall freely go,
To make up the other Crown;
Then Sir, pray Grant that kind Request, &c.
Tho' I am Fourscore Years of Age,
I love with a Right good Will;
And what in truth I want in Youth,
I have it in perfect Skill :
Then grant to me that Charming Bliss, &c.
Now if you do not pleasure me.
And give me the thing I crave;
I do protest I shall not rest,
When I am laid in my Grave:
Therefore kind Sir, grant me the Joys, &c.
This work was published before January 1, 1923, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.