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Magdalene College - Pepys
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[The?]Quakers wanton Wife;
OR,
The Frolicksome Young Beauty of a Sanctified
Brother, belonging to the Bull and Mouth .
Tune of, Let Mary long , Licensed according to Order.

A Citizens wife
I am, I declare it,
I solemnly swear it;
I lead a sweet life
In Pleasure each day;
For I live at my ease,
And can walk were I please,
To Play-house I go;
And as for my Husband,
And as for my Husband,
He dare not say no.

Five Hundred Pounds,
A Portion I brought him,
And faith I have taught him
His duty, and found
Him willing to please,
Like a Servant I have,
My Admirine Slave,
He is brought to my bow,
If I'll have Rich Jewels,
If I'll have Rich jewels,
He dare not say no.

My doting Old Man
I s lately turn'd Quaker,
And I Cuckold maker,
May he do what he can,
My Frolicks I'll have,
Rich Topins I'll wear,
And Powdered hair,
Like a Lady I'll go,
My Husband the Quaker,
My Husband the Quaker,
He dare not say no.

In London I dwell,
Where I at my pleasure,
Do Revel in Treasure,
I know very well
What pleases me best,
If I want a Rich Gown,
Nay the best in the Town,
To the Taylors I go,
My Husband the Quaker,
My Husband the Quaker,
He dare not say no.

I have been well bred,
And therefore dear Neighbour,
With no kind of labour
I trouble my head,
But take my delight;
I will still have the Reins,
Let my husband take pains,
While in pleasures I flow,
It is but His duty,
It is but His Duty,
He dare not say no.

When ever I dine,
Rich Tent with Canary,
Nay Rennish and Sherry,
And all sorts of Wine
I have at the Board,
As I am a true wife,
O the Liquor of life
I love to see flow,
The Quaker my Husband,
The Quaker my Husband,
He dare not say no.

What if a brisk Blade
Should hapen to meet me,
And profer to treat me,
Should I be afraid
To venture with him,
By my troth no not I,
But will freely comply,
To the Tavern I go,
The Quaker my Husband,
The Quaker my Husband,
He dare not say no.

It is not Yea and Nay,
shall e'er over rule me,
Or any ways fool me,
I will have my way,
As sure as a Club,
Shall my Beautiful Charms,
In an Old Quakers Arms
Be frozen, faith no,
I will have my humours,
I will have my humours,
Abrode I will go.


Printed for P. Brooksby, J. Deacon, J. Blare, J. Back .

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