A Market for young Men:
OR, A
Publick Sale in sundry Places in and about London, where young
beautiful Virgins and graz'd Widows are to be sold for Clip'd Money, at rea-
sonable Rates.
To the Tune of, An Orange, etc.
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YOu single Men all whose Money is small,
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'Twill be for your good if you come at my call;
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For as I am told an Office they hold,
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Where pretty young Women and Maids will be sold
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For Clip'd Money.
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The great Undertakers, are no Cuckold-makers,
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But yea and nays verily, innocent Quakers;
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Full forty or more, through the City all o're,
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Will sell you young Women and Lasses galore
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For Clip'd Money.
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There is, I declare, the Charming and Fare,
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Drest with her Toppings and powdered Hair,
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Which never was nought, but learnedly taught,
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These pritty sweet innocent Saints my be bought
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For Clip'd Money.
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The Aged and Young, whose Lutes are well strung,
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Each having a delicate eloquent Tongue,
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To prattle and prate, like Ladies of State,
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Now these will be sold at a reasonable Rate
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For Clip'd Money.
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At Maidenhead-court, I well can report,
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There's one which no Gallant e're enter'd her Fort,
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Drest in a Nightrail, with a train to her tail,
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This Lady she will be exposed to sale
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For Clip'd Money.
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Friend Thomas and Ben, has seven times ten,
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Fair beautiful Virgins that never knew Men,
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Scarce fourteen Years old, in Fringes of Gold[;]
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Now these I must tell you are all to be sold
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For Clip'd Money.
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Without Temple-bar, a beautiful Sar,
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Sweet Madam Mosella, who came from a far,
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With her white snowy Breast, most gallantly drest,
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And she's to be sold now amongst all the rest
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For Clip'd Money.
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A Squire's young Miss, that Darling of Bliss,
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Kick't off because she with a Coachmen did kiss;
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She's come from Pell-mell, and lies at the Bell,
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Where our Friend Richard he has her to sell
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For Clip'd Money.
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Young Batchelors pray no longer delay,
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But sum up your Cash now and hasten away;
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Here's delicate News, not far from the Muse,
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Friend Richard has forty, you may pick a choose
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For Clip'd Money.
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The brown, or the black, or mackarel-back,
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Or if a buxome, brisk Damsel you lack,
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As plump as a Doe, both above and below,
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You may have what you can desire I know
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For Clip'd Money.
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A Taylor of late, who wanted a Mate,
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Yet he must have one of a very low Rate;
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All over the Town he beat the Price down
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At length the poor Taylor bought one for a Crown
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In Clip'd Money.
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Tho' she was not the chief, let me tell you in brief,
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I declare she must needs be as cheap as Neck-beef:
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There is other young Blades now of several Trades,
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That are buying of beautiful Widows and Maids
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For Clip'd Money.
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