An Amorous Dialogue between
John and his Mistris.
Being a compleat and true Relation of some merry passages between the Mistris and her Apprentice, who
pleased her so well, that she rewarded him with fifty broad pieces for his pains.
Here by this Dialogue you may discern,
While old Cats nibble Cheese the young ones learn.
To the Tune of, Packingtons pound, or, What should a young woman, etc. or, Captain Digby.
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[C]Ome John sit thee down I have somewhat to say,
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In my mind I have kept it this many a day,
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[You]r Master you know is a Fool and a Sot,
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[An]d minds nothing else but the Pipe and the Pot:
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[Ti]ll twelve or till one he will never come home,
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[An]d then hes so drunk that he lies like a Mome: Such usage as this would make any one mad,
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But a Woman will have it if tis to be had.
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Tis true forsooth Mistris, the case is but hard,
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That a woman should be of her pleasure debard:
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But tis the sad fate of a thousand beside,
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Or else the whole City is fouly belid:
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There is not a man among twenty that thrives,
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Not ten in fifteen that do lie with their Wives,
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Yet still you had better be merry than sad,
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And take it where ever it is to be had.
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But John, tis a difficult matter to find,
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A man that is trusty and constantly kind:
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An Inns-of-Court Gallant he cringes and bows,
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Hes presently known by his Oaths and his Vows,
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And though both his cloaths and his speeches be gay,
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Yet he loves you but onely a night and away:
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Such usage as this would make any one mad,
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Yet a Woman will have it if tis to be had.
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What think you of one that belongs to the Court,
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They say they are youthful, and given to sport:Hel present you with bracelets, and jewels, & Rings,
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With stones that are precious, & twenty fine things:
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Or if you are not for the Court nor the Town,
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What think you forsooth of a man with a Gown?
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You must have a gallant, a good or a bad,
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And take it where ever it is to be had.
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The Second Part, to the same Tune.
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NO John, I confess that not any of these,
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Had ever the power my fancy to please;
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I like no such blades for a trick that I know,
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For as soon as theyve trod they are given to crow;
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Plain dealing is best, and I like a man well,
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That when he has kissd will be hangd ere hel tell:
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My meaning is honest, and thou art the Lad,
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Then give it and take it where tis to be had.
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Alas! my dear mistris, it never can be,
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That you can affect such a fellow as me:
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Yet heaven forbid[,] since I am but your man,
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I should ever refuse to do all that I can;
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But then if my master should know what weve done
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We both shoud be blown up as sure as a Gun:
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For after our joys, he would make us as sad,
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For taking it where it ought not to be had.
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But how shoud he know it thou scrupulous Elf,
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Dost think Ime so silly to tell him my self?
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If we are but so wise our own counsel to keep,
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We may laugh and lye down while the sot is asleep:Some hundreds I know in the city that use,
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To give to their men what their masters refuse:
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The man is the master, the Prentice the Dad,
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For women must take it where tis to be had.
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Some Prentices use it, forsooth, I allow,
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But I am a Novice and cannot tell how:
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However, I hope that I shall not be blamd,
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For to tell you the truth I am somwhat ashamd;
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I know how to carry your Bible to Church,
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But to play with my mistris ime left in the lurch:
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Yet if you can shew me the [w]ay good or bad,
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Ile promise you all that there is to be had.
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You quickly may learn it, my Johnny, for----Thus,
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Before you proceed we begin with a buss;
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And then you must clasp me about with your arm,
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Nay, fear me not Johnny ile do thee no harm:
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Now I sigh, now I tremble, now backwards I lye,
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And now dear Johnny, ah now I must dye:
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Oh! who can resist such a mettle-some Lad,
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And refuse such a pleasure when tis to be had.
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Alas, pritty mistris the pleasure is such,
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We never can give one another too much:
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If this be the business, the way is so plain,
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I think I can easily find it again:
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Twas Thus we began; and----Thus we lye down,
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And thus----Oh thus! that we fell in a swoun:
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Such sport to refuse who was ever so mad,
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Ile take it where ever it is to be had.
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Now Johnny you talk like an ignorant mome,
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You can have such pleasure no where but at home,
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Heres fifty broad pieces for what you have done,
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But see that you never a gadding do run;
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For no new imployment then trouble your brains,
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For here when you work youl be paid for your pains
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But shoud you deceive me no woman so sad,
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To lose all the pleasure that once she has had.
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A mistris so noble I never will leave,
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Twere a sin and a shame such a friend to deceive;
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For my Masters shop no more will I care,
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Tis pleasanter handling my mistrisses ware:
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A fig for Indentures for now I am made,
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Free of a Gentiler and pleasanter trade:
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I know when ime well, I was never so mad.
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To forsake a good thing when tis to be had.
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