The Quaker's Wanton Wife:
OR, THE
Frolicksome young Beauty of a Sanctified Brother be-
longing to the Bull and Mouth. Tune of, Let Mary live long.
Licens'd and Enter'd according to Order.
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A Citizen's Wife
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I am, I declare it,
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I solemnly swear it,
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I lead a sweet life
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In pleasure each day;
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For I live at my ease,
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And can walk where I please,
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to Play-house I go;
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And as for my Husband,
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And as for my Husband,
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He dare not say no.
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Five hundred Pounds,
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A Portion I brought him
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And faith I have taught him
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His duty, and found
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Him willing to please,
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Like a Servant I have,
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My admiring Slave,
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He is brought to my how;
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If I'll have rich Jewels,
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If I'll have rich Jewels,
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He dare not say no.
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My doting old Man,
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Is lately turn'd Quaker,
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And I Cuckold-maker;
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May he do what he can,
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My frolicks I'll have,
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Rich topins I'll wear,
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And powdered hair,
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Like a Lady I'll go;
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My husband the Quaker,
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My Husband the Quaker,
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he dare not say no.
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In London I dwell,
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Where I at my pleasure,
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Do revel in Treasure;
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I know very well,
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What pleases me best;
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If I want a rich Gown,
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Nay the best in the Town,
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To the Taylor's I go,
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My Husband the Quaker,
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My Husband the Quaker,
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he dare not say no.
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I have been well bred,
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And therefore dear Neighbour,
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With no kind of labour
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I trouble my head,
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But take my delight;
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I will still have the reins,
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Let my Husband take pains,
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While in pleasures I flow;
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It is but his Duty,
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It is but his Duty,
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he dare not say no.
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Whenever I dine,
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Rich Tent with Canary,
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Nay Rhenish and Sherry,
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And all sorts of Wine
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I have at the board;
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As I am a true Wife,
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O the Liquor of Life
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I love to see flow;
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The Quaker my Husband,
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The Quaker my Husband,
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he dare not say no.
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What if a brisk Blade
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Should happen to meet me,
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And proffer to treat me,
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Should I be afraid
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to venture with him?
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By my truth, no not I,
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But will freely comply,
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To the Tavern I go;
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The Quaker my Husband,
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The Quaker my Husband,
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he dare not say no.
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It is not Yea and Nay
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Shall e'er over-rule me,
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Or any ways fool me,
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I will have my way
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As sure as a Club;
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Shall my beautiful Charms,
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In an old Quaker's Arms
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Be frozen? faith no;
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I will have my Humours,
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I will have my Humours,
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abroad I will go.
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