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MAiden fresh as a Rose,
Young buxome and full of jollity,
Take no Spouse among Beaux,
Fond of their Raking quality;
He who wears a long bush,
All powder'd down from his Pericrane,
And with Nose full of Snush,
Snuffles out Love in a merry vein.
Who to Dames of high place,
Do's prattle like any Parrot too,
Yet with Doxies a brace,
At Night, piggs in a Garret too;
Patrimony out-run,
To make a fine shew to carry thee,
Plainly Friend thou'rt undone,
If such a Creature Marry thee.
Then for fear of a bribe,
Of flattering noise and vanity,
Yoak a Lad of our Tribe,
He'll shew thee best humanity;
Flashy, thou wilt find Love,
In civil as well as secular,
But when Spirit doth move,
We have a gift particular.
Tho' our graveness is pride,
That boobys the more may venerate,
He that gets a Rich Bride,
Can jump when he's to Generate;
Off then goes the disguise,
To bed in his Arms he'll carry thee,
Then to be happy and wise,
Take Yea and Nay to Marry thee.
