Young Virgin of Fifteen

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Would ye have a young Virgin of fifteen Years,
You must tickle her Fancy with sweets and dears,
Ever toying, and playing, and sweetly, sweetly,
Sing a Love Sonnet, and charm her Ears:
Wittily, prettily talk her down,
Chase her, and praise her, if fair or brown,
Sooth her, and smooth her,
And teaze her, and please her,
And touch but her Smicket, and all's your own.

Do ye fancy a Widow well known in a Man?
With a front of Assurance come boldly on,
Let her rest not an Hour, but briskly, briskly,
Put her in mind how her Time steals on;
Rattle and prattle although she frown,
Rowse her, and towse her from Morn to Noon,
Shew her some Hour y'are able to grapple,
Then get but her Writings, and all's your own.

Do ye fancy a Punk of a Humour free,
That's kept by a Fumbler of Quality,
You must rail at her Keeper, and tell her, tell her
Pleasure's best Charm is Variety,
Swear her much fairer than all the Town,
Try her, and ply her when Cully's gone,
Dog her, and jog her,
And meet her, and treat her,
And kiss with two Guinea's, and all's your own.

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    • Honest Shepher'd, since you're poor  Time: 1:19
    • Blowzabella my bouncing Doxie    Time: 2:10
    • As Oyster Nan stood by her Tub  Time: 2:17
    • There was a Lass of Islington  Time: 3:41
    • Poor Celia once was very fair  Time: 1:40
    • Oh Fie! what mean I Foolish Maid  Time: 1:45
    • What Life can compare with the jolly Town Rakes    Time: 2:40
    • I Hate a Fop that at his Glass  Time: 1:25
    • Would ye have a young Vergin of Fiffteen Years    Time: 1:23
    • Weep all ye Nymphs, your Floods unbind    Time: 1:51
    • A Soldier and a Sailor, a Tinker and a Taylor    Time: 2:05
    • Then Jockey wou'd a Wooing away  Time: 3:18
    • With my Strings of small Wire lo I com    Time: 1:41
    • How vile are the Sordid Intriques of the Town    Time: 1:39
    • Like a Ring without a Finger  Time: 2:26
    • Through the cold shady Woods  Time: 2:35
    • When for Air I take my Mare    Time: 1:54
    • Young Collin, cleaving of a Beam  Time: 1:34
    • One Sunday at St. Jame's Prayers  Time: 1:39
    • There was an old Woman liv'd under a Hill    Time: 2:13
    • Oh! my Panting, panting Heart  Time: 2:25
    • Now listen a while, and I will tell  Time: 4:18
    • Oh Mother, Roger with his Kisses  Time: 1:56
    • Do not rumple my Top-knot  Time: 1:04
    • Come Jug, my Honey, let's to bed    Time: 1:50

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