Excellent new song, called, Wonderful admiration!/Wonderful Admiration

Wonderful Admiration! &c.

I'LL sing you a song of a modern date,
Concerning a damsel who had a good estate;
Rich, young, and beautiful, whose name ⟨it⟩ Kate;
She was mightily teaz'd with admirers of late.
⁠Admiration! admiration!
⁠Oh, the wonderful admiration!

The first was a Beau, much resembling an ape.
That had broken its chain and made its escape;
he came into her presence with many a scrape.
Cock sure of the maid from his delicate shape.
⁠Affection, &c.

The next was a Scot, who came staggering drunk
Just as he had quitted his bottle and punk;
But his half rotten carcase so dev'lishly stunk,
That his hopes were all blasted, and prospects were sunk.
⁠Intoxication, &c.

The next was a youth with a sorrowful air
Who had fallen a victim to love and despair
He'd not the least prospect of gaining the fair,
So just came to die, and to end all his care.
⁠Desperation, &c.

A Bully came next, with a glove in his hat,
A string of new oaths he had learnt quite pat;
He bragg'd of his courage with impudent chat,
But to tell you the truth he'd have started at that.
⁠Elevation, &c.

Then in came a Quaker, friend Elijah Prim,
Hid under the shade of a thirteen inch brim
Whatever he did 'twas the spirit mov'd him,
But I'm sure he had none; for he mov'd not a limb.
⁠Inspiration, &c.

A Rake who has been of her fortune appris'd
In a conjurer’s habit his person disguis'd;
Her fortune to tell was the scheme he devis'd,
But his beard we pull'd off, and his cunning surpris'd
⁠Conjuration, &c.

An Irish dear boy was the next that came in,
Though bare were his buttocks, yet rough was his chin.
A blundering story he strove to begin,
But Kate, by such eloquence, he could not win.
⁠Botheration, &c.

At length a young captain directed by fame
Repair'd to the Damsel, and put in a claim
His offers were ta'en, & he carried the Dame;
So if they are not happy, themselves are to blame.
⁠Consummation, &c.