The Nine Maidens Fury
TO THE
Hartford-Shire Man.
Who would have gelded him, but that his Sweetheart Susan coming in, begged his pardon.
Tune of, She got money by't. This may be printed, R.P.
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T Here was a young-man liv'd of late
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but Twenty Miles from London ,
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Who by nine Maidens cruel hate
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poor Lad he was near undone.
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For Kate and Molly , with Nan and Dolly,
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they scornfully beheld him;
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Nay likewise Bess , with Jone no less,
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all vow'd that they would geld him .
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The reason why they would do so,
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he alwaies would be fooling
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Where ever he did come or go,
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His Courage wanted cooling:
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He was for trimming both maids & women
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they ran if they beheld him:
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But now stout Doll , with Kate , and Moll ,
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are all resolv'd to geld him.
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They came unto him with a grace,
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it was one morning early,
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And in a most convenient place
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they seiz'd upon him fairly.
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Then Kate and Dolly , with Nan & Molly ,
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tho' he was strong, they held him,
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While Jone and Bess , with Prue and Priss ,
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did vow and swear they'd geld him.
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A Gainst them all he could not stand,
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although he was full hardy;
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Now they had got him under hand,
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each Lass did spend her Verdy.
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Says Doll we'l do it, and make him rue it,
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and thus by strength they held him,
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While Jone and Bess , with Prue and Priss ,
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did vow and swear they'd geld him .
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He feared then to lose his life;
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they over him did swagger,
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And Jone pull'd out the fatal Knife,
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as long as any Dagger.
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Altho' he see it, he could not flee it
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so strong and stout they held him:
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Thus Jone and Bess , with Prue and Priss ,
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did vow and swear they'd geld him.
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But mark, before they did begin
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this young-man's utter Ruin,
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His true Love Susan she came in,
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and saw what they were doing:
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Said she pray pitty my doleful Ditty,
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while she with grief beheld him;
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Said she, sweet Jone . let him alone,
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I prithee do not geld him.
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Take pitty of a harmless Maid,
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and do not be too cruel:
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Then with a sigh and sob she said,
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he is my Dearest Jewel;
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Then don't abuse him, but pray excuse him,
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her words with comfort fill'd him:
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Then says Doll , and so says Moll ,
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we will forbear to geld him.
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When Kate and Nancy they beheld
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poor Susans sad condition,
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They all were then with pity fill'd,
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and granted her Petition.
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Then he was merry, both brisk and airy,
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with joy sweet Susan fill'd him,
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Jone vow'd she'd save what Sue should have
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therefore she would not geld him.
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