THE Thankful Country Lass,
OR,
The Jolly Batchelor kindly entertained.
Tune of, I am so sick of Love.
Licensed according to Order.
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I.
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I met with a Country Lass,
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and thus I began to Wooe,
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Shall I lay thee up in the Grass?
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I marry, and thank you too.
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II.
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And shall I embrace thee then,
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as Lovers are wont to do?
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Her answer was to me agen,
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I marry, etc.
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III.
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Wilt thou give me leave, I said,
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to dally a while with you,
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And make a Mother of a Maid?
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I marry, etc.
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IV.
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In care I am loath to live,
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as Marry'd men often do;
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Yet wilt thou take what I can give,
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I marry, etc.
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V.
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My dear, to enjoy the bliss,
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I crave but this boon of you,
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To give me leave to court and kiss,
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I marry, etc.
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VI.
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Give me thy Virginity,
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and thou shalt have mine in lieu,
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You may have what you please of me,
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I marry, etc.
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VII.
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But what if thy Belly swell,
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my dearest now tell me true,
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Wilt thou be free to take it well?
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I marry, etc.
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VIII.
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I'll get thee a Champion Boy,
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and will thy pleasures renew,
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If I thy charms may but enjoy,
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I marry, etc.
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IX.
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My Jewel and hearts delight,
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if that thy Lodging I knew
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I'll come and lye with thee all night,
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I marry, etc.
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X.
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I live in the Town of Lynn,
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next door to the Anchor blew,
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Come night or day, I'll let you in,
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I marry, etc.
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XI.
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I never intend to wed,
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for fear my heart should rue,
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Yet shall I have thy Maiden-head,
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I marry, etc.
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XII.
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She made not the least demur,
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while he did kiss and wooe,
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But took what e'er he proffer'd her,
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I marry, and thank you soo.
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