THE OLD WOMAN’S WISH
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THE OLD WOMAN’S WISH
[c. 1684]
[A Broadside Song; music in Pills to Purge Melancholy (1707), iii. 101].
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 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’ 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.
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.
