THE
Maiden-WARRIER:
OR,
The Damsels Resolution to Fight in Field, by the side of
Jockeyher entire Love.
To an Excellent New Tune. Licensed according to Order.
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VAliant Jockeys marchd away,
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To fight the Foe, with Great Mackay;
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Leaving me poor Soul, alas! forlorn,
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Tocurse the hour I eer was born:
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But Ise swear Ise follow too,
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And dearest Jockeys [Fi]re pursue,
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Near him be to Guard his precious Life,
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Never Scot had like a Loyal Wife:
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Sword Ise wear, Ise cut my Hair,
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Tann my Cheeks that once were thought so fair,
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In Soldiers Weed to him Ise speed,
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Never like a Trooper crost the Tweed.
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Trumpet sound a Victory,
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Ise kill my self the next Dundee;
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Love and Rage, and Fate dos all agree,
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To do some Glorious thing by me:
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Great Bellona take my part,
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Fame and Glory steel my Heart,
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That for our bonny Scotlands geud,
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Some brave Action may deserve my Bloud:
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Nought shall appear of Female fear,
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Fighting by his side I love so dear;
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All the World shall own, that neer was known
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Sike a pretty Lass this thousand Year,
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Now in Noble Armour bright,
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Ise with Couragious Heart will fight;
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Fear of Death shall neer my Courage stain,
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King Williams Rights Ise will Maintain:
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For the Glory of our Sex,
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Ise aw the Rebles will perplex,
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And let them find that Women-kind,
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Sometimes venture with a Warlike mind:
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Age of Old, our Fame has told,
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Therefore Ise will never be contrould;
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By Friend or Foe, Ise freely goe,
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Never was a Trooper armed so.
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Ise a Helmet will put on,
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Like a right Valiant Warlike Man,
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Plates of Steel shall guard my Back and Breast,
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Carbines and Pistols Ise protest,
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In my hand Ise cock and prime,
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Now and for ever is the time:
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While I thus am mounted Cap[-a-pie,]
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Warlike Thunder shall my Mu[sick be,]
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Let smoke arise and dim the Skies[,]
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While we do pursue the Warlik[e] [prize;]
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Lawrels shall Crown with true R[enown,]
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The Victory in City, Court and [Town.]
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Mars the God of War shall [lead]
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The Army, that will fight and bl[eed,]
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Eer our Foe shall hope to win the [day,]
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Therefore let us march with speed [away;]
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Hark! Ise hear the Trumpets sou[nd,]
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We shall be aw with Conquest [Crownd;]
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Let the High-land Rebels brag an[d boast,]
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Death in Triumph shall ride throu[gh] [their Hoast]
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Glory and Fame shall then Procla[im]
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Th Actions of a valiant War[like Dame;]
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If Foes draw nigh, I scorn to fl[ye]
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With my dearest Love Ise live [and dye.]
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HAst thou such a valiant heart,
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To fight and take the Nations part,
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By the side of Jockey thy delight,
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For to put the Enemy to flight?
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I thy Courage must commend,
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Yet like a true entire Friend,
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I would have thee stay at home, said he,
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For the Wars are most unfit for thee;
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Moggy you are youthfull and fair,
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Therefore can thy tender Nature hear
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The Shrieks and Cries which fills the Skies,
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As the Enemy we do surprise?
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Love, said he, the loud Alarms
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In midst of night to Arms to A[rms,]
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Will it not affrighten thee, my [dear,]
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Should you such a sudden larum [hear,]
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And before the break of day,
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Many a valiant Souldier may,
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Lie in streams of reeking purple [Gore;]
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Therefore Moggy whom I do ado[re,]
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Shouldst thou be slain and I rem[ain,]
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It would fill my Heart with muck[le pain.]
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She did reply, happy am I
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If I in the Bed of Honour die.
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