The New Courtier.
Or one that learned the trick from his Mother,
To have a little of t'one and a little of t'other.
To an Excellent New Court Tune.
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I Prethee Moll,
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Be not so dull,
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but let us change embraces,
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Ile give thee Wine,
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And Sugar fine,
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Gloves, Ribbons, Hoods & Laces;
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Then prethee be
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So free to me,
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as let me come and cover,
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Though I love a merry Glass,
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Yet I love a merry Lass,
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A little of 'tone with t'other.
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I must confess
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I love to kiss
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as well as meat and cloathing;
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But if I may
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No further stray,
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a kiss is next to nothing:
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Ile shew thee how
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Thy Dad doth do
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when he doth please thy Mother,
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When my appetite doth burn,
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Kissing woll not serve the turn,
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A little, etc.
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I highly prize
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Thy slow black eyes,
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and lips that look so ruby,
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But he that sees
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No sights but these,
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is counted but a Booby.
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Then let us kiss,
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And try how 'tis,
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to make a Maid a Mother,
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A little of the Lip,
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And a little of the Hip,
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A little, etc.
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I love a Hawk,
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I love a Hound,
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I love a gallant Guelding,
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I love to talk
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And to propound
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to Ladies that are yielding;
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I love to bill,
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To kiss and feel,
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delight is my sworn brother,
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I love to run at ring,
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And the other pretty thing,
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A little of t'one with 'tother.
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I Love a life
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A Barried Wife,
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a Virgin, and a Widdow;
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And when I strike
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'Tis all alike,
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a Down-bed or a Meadow:
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If I can but
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Come quickly too't,
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my flames I will not smother,
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I was gotten by a man,
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And I'le get one if I can,
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A little of t'one with t'other.
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I cannot wooe
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As some men do
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I am no whining Lover,
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I cannot stand
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With cap in hand,
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but turn them over and over:
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At In and In
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The losers win,
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then let us come and cover,
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Thou shalt have a throw at me,
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And i'le have a fling at thee;
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A little, etc.
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Then prethee Duck
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Let me but pluck
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the Rose-buds of thy vertue,
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And do not put
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My courage to't
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I swear I will not hurt you,
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All that I do
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Seduce thee to,
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is to be like thy mother,
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For (without immodesty)
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Thou may'st do't as well as she,
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A little, etc.
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A little health,
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A little wealth,
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a little time of freedom,
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Some little friends,
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For little ends,
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and little cause to need'em.
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A little drink,
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A little Think,
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a little fit of the Mother,
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For when men begin to wooe,
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They have little else to do;
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A little of 'tone with 'tother.
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