Short and Sweet,
Or, the happy and Agreeable Wooing of
Oliver and Dorothy
Wherein is discovered the plain and Easy way to a Marriage Estate,
And how Maidens without difficulty may get Good Husbands.
To the Tune of, the Gunfleet. This may be Printed, R. P.
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I'm in Love says Noll,
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Indeed says Doll;
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but prethee say with who,
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I fear says he;
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come speak says she,
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why then it is with you:
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you Jest says Doll,
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Good faith says Noll,
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you do me wrong my Dolley,
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but men says she,
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to flattery be
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too much addicted Nolley.
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I vow says Noll,
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I Love thee Doll,
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but pray sir tell me where,
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at my heart say he,
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at your heart says she
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and do you Love me there.
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Tis true says Noll,
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But you say Doll,
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do Love another better;
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who is't says he,
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why Nan says she,
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you t'other day did treat her.
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Fy, fy! says Noll,
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Why why? says Doll,
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why Nan did come to me,
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and prais'd me right,
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that very Night,
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to her Sweet-heart Humphery
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What then? says Doll,
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why then says Noll,
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I Gave her a pint of wine Doll,
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what else? says she,
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why Cakes, says he,
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and yet no Miss of mine Doll.
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But yet says Doll,
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My father Noll,
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does say you are poor of late;
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how! poor says he,
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yes poor says she,
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and must not be my mate,
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I have says Noll,
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What hast says Doll,
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why I have house and Land Doll,
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where is't says she,
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why 'tis says he,
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at the Lower end o't'h Strand Doll.
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What goods, says Doll,
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All sorts says Noll,
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that in a house are common,
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indeed says she,
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and fit says he
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for any honest woman,
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How! how! says Doll,
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Good faith says Noll,
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'tis true, and they'r my own,
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and a feather bed,
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with Curtains Red,
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for thee and I to lye on.
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Then 'tis says Doll,
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A Match says Noll,
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let Father and Mother chide,
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'its done says he,
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'tis done says she,
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and I will be thy Bride;
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Let's Kiss says Noll,
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Content says Doll,
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and ther's another for ye,
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when Wed we? says he,
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to Morrow, says she,
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we will no Longer Tarry.
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Come, then says Noll,
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Wee'l go my Doll
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and see the House before,
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and then says he,
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what then says she,
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thoul't find I am not poor.
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Agreed says Doll,
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And when? says Noll,
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to Morrow we are Wedded:
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thy Parents shall,
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and Kindred all,
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then come and see us beded.
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And then says Noll,
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What then? says Doll
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i'le make of thee a Mother,
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what Else? says Doll
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why Love says Noll
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for ever one another;
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The Lasses all,
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Both great and small,
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shall Envy what we do,
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while thou and I,
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loves force to try,
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and prove for ever true
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