The Loving Mistress,
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The WANTON CLERK.
The Mistress and the Maid would try,
If Will between them both could lie
And not with them the Wanton play,
Of this they did a wager lay,
He to be wanton did begin,
So they the Wager thought to win.
The Tune is , A fig for France, or , The Country Farmer, or , Where's my Shepherd.
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A Lawyer in our Town did dwell,
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who lov'd his Wife exceeding well,
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Although he was well struck in years
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he tender'd her, it plain appears.
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This Lawyer had a handseme Clerk,
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who broke into his Masters Park,
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His Mistress pleasure to fulfill,
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And him she called wanton Will .
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Upon a time it chanced so,
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the Lawyer out of Town did go,
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Mean while the Mistriss wantonly,
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upon her Clerk did cast her eye,
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As she was sitting by the fire,
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and Will the Clerk was standing by her,
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But winking Moll with voice most shrill
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found fault with this poor wanton Will .
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Who will a wager lay me,
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about my Masters Clerk quoth she?
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Who is so sluggish and so dull,
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he has no brains within his skull:
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His Mistriss she did soon reply,
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and told the Maid she told a lie,
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But do you talk and prate your fill,
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there's none more brisk than wanton Will .
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You are deceiv'd quoth she, and laugh'd,
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the still-sow sucks up all the draught,
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And if he were 'twixt us to lie,
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with me you quickly would comply:
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You'd find him then a brisk young Lad,
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he'd jerk us till he made us mad,
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And therefore you do talk full ill
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to undervalue wanton Will .
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A Wager then was straightway laid
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betwixt the Mistriss and the Maid,
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And Will between them was to lie,
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his mettle for to prove and try.
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So to the Bed away they went,
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the Clerk he seem'd to be content,
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The wager was, he would lie still;
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but they mistook this wanton Will .
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Quoth Will , if I between them lie
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I'le tye my bauble to my thigh,
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And if that they do let him loose
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he shall not long be out of use.
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Into the bed straightway he went,
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to trounce them both was his intent,
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And I suppose he had his fill,
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twas tiresome work for wanton Will .
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His Mistress lying by his side,
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soon she had the knot unty'd,
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To work he went immediately,
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with both of them resolv'd to try,
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The Mistress he did quickly please
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then got between the servants knees
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Their lustfull humors to fulfill,
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and this was done by wanton Will .
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He doubtless had enough to do
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to please the minds of these same two,
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The wager's lost assuredly,
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the mistress and the maid did cry.
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Oh no, quoth Will , it is not so,
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my master I'le appeal unto,
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For in such matters he has skill,
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no no, quoth she, my wanton Will .
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I hope quoth she, you'l be more wise,
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then such a simple thing devise,
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Your master by no means must know,
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then pray be careful what you do,
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But when the master home was come,
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and Will stood waiting in his Room,
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His nimble tongue could not lie still,
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but thus began this wanton Will .
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Oh gentle master! then quoth he,
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there was a wager laid with me,
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Which I desire you to decide,
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by you 'tis fit it should be try'd:
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I tied my Nag, where Corn grew nigh,
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the owner did the Nagg untie,
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He ran i'th' Corn and eat his fill;
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now who's in fault in quoth wanton Will .
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Why, those that did the Nagg untie
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were most in fault assuredly,
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The mistriss blush'd, and him look'd on,
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and said the wager he had won:
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But nothing did the master doubt,
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nor could he find this Riddle out,
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The Clark did both their minds fulfill.
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And they found work for wanton Will .
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FINIS.
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