An Answer to
Unconstant WILLIAM,
OR;
The Young-man's Resolution to pay the young Lasses home in their own Coin.
Tune is, Here I love, there I love, etc. Licensed according to Order.
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(1)
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I Am a brisk Batchelor, aiery and young,
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who courts the young Maids with a flatt'ring tongue
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I kiss and I squeeze them agen and agen,
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And vow I will Marry, but I know not when.
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(2)
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There's Bridget, nay Susan, young Nancy and Nell,
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To each of these Lasses fine Stories I tell,
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Soft Kisses I give them, a hundred and ten,
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And vow I will Marry, but I know not when.
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(3)
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Sometimes to the Tavern with Betty I go,
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And like a true Lover much kindness I show,
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I Kiss, nay I hugg and I cuddle her then,
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And vow I will Marry, but I know not when.
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(4)
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Sometimes a young Widdow I happen to meet,
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I tell her with smiles that her Joys I'll compleat;
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If she has much treasure I'll honour her then,
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And vow I'll be Marry'd, but I know not when.
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(5)
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So long as she lines me with Silver and Gold,
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A thousand sweet Charms in her Eyes I behold,
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I Kiss, and I hug, and make much of her then,
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And vow I will Marry, but I know not when.
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(6)
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So soon as her Treasure begins to decay,
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I think it high time to be packing away:
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Now if she calls after me, I answer then,
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That we will be Marry'd, but I know not when.
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(7)
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Last Week did I walk to the Royal Exchange,
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And there amongst Ladies my fancy did range,
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I singl'd out one, and I promis'd her then
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That we should be Marry'd, but I know not when.
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(8)
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Lac'd Cravats and Ruffles as Presents she gave,
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To deck her young Lover both gallant and brave,
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With large protestations I promis'd her then,
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That we would be Marry'd, but I know not when.
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(9)
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She came to my Chamber one Night, and no more,
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I taught her a Dance which she ne'r knew before;
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Now this being ended, I promis'd her then
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That we would be Marry'd, but I know not when.
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(10)
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I scorn the lewd Harlots that Trade up and down,
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To pick up a Living all over the Town:
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I have pritty Lasses full Threescore and Ten,
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To whom I vow'd Marriage, but I know not when.
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(11)
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To Sixteen young Chamber-maids love I express,
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Who goes in their Towers, that delicate dress;
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Love-Letters and Sonnets to them I do Pen,
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And swear I will Marry, but I know not when.
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(12)
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There's twenty young Nursery Maids in the Strand,
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Who every minute are at my command;
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But here I live merrily, telling 'um then,
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That I will be Marry'd, but I know not when.
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(13)
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Each pritty-fac'd Creature it's very well known,
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Will think her self blest to have one of her own;
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At which I salutingly answer 'um then,
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That we will be Marry'd, but I know not when.
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(14)
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Sometimes from the City of London I ride,
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Through many fair Counties to seek me a Bride;
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The Country pritty Girls I cuddle then,
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And swear I will Marry, but I know not when.
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(15)
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If any one has a desire to know,
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What may be the reason I baffle them so,
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Young Women are seven times falser than Men,
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Therefore I will Marry, but I know not when.
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(16)
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I once lov'd a Damsel as dear as my life,
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I woo'd her, and thought to have made her my wife;
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But she prov'd a Wanton to all sorts of Men,
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Therefore I will Marry, but I know not when.
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