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And nursing and ſpinning is all your employment,
And twenty things more to do all the day;
This is the fruit of your wedlock enjoyment,
You ne'er wou'd a marry’d had you known the way.
Says Moll to her Miſtress, I pray you give over;
For I am resolved for to take a man;
The richest ſhip that ever was loaden,
Muſt take her chance of both rock and ſand;
Therefore I am fully reſolved to marry,
Let you and every one ſay what they may;
I long for to taste of wedlock enjoyments,
And oh! to be marry'd if this be the way.
THE HONEST SAILOR.
That girl, who fain wou'd chuse a mate,
shou'd ne'er in fondness fail her;
May thank her lucky ⟨stars⟩, if Fate
shou'd splice her to a Sailor:
He braves the storm, the battle's heat,
the yellow boys to nail her;
Diamonds, if diamonds she could eat,
wou'd seek her honest Sailor.
