Beauteous JENNY:
OR,
The Maiden Mistress.
To an Excellent New Scotch Tune.
Licensed according to Order.
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JEnny has a Thousand Charms,
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Oh! that she were in my Arms;
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Oh! how brisk we'd pass the pleasing night,
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While the minutes glide away in sweet Delight,
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What is softer then her tender Arms?
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What is sweeter than her melting Charms?
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When she dyes,
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How bright her Eyes, how white her Thighs?
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What Treasures, Pleasures,
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Where the Fountain lyes?
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All the Swains and Shepherds sigh, and bring
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Crowns, of Garlands, from the fragrant Spring,
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And each Shepherdess around
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Fairy Ground do's dance,
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While Pan do's pipe and sing.
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II.
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When I view her sparkling Eye,
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There Ten thousand Cupid's lye,
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All that's either fair, or soft, or sweet,
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In my dearest tender Jenny always meet.
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What can we poor Mortals wish for more?
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Beauties Blessing is the sweetest store.
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Full of Charms
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Are Jennys Arms,
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There are no harms,
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From Lovers there are always safe Alarms,
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Let us then to Mirtle Groves retire,
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Full of Love, and full of harmless Fire,
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There in secret Shades,
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Like kind and bashfull Maids,
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We may there enjoy whatever we desire.
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III.
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Give me then a White-Fac'd-Foe,
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Then to War I'll quickly goe;
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Let her have be sure a beauteous Face,
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And her Head-piece made of Bobbin-Flanders-lace:
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Let her try me whether I can fight,
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In the Day, or in the darkest Night,
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If I'm slain,
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I'll rise again,
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I fear no Pain;
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So like a Trojan true I'll ne'er complain.
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Genteels, what I say, to this I'll stand,
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And whene'er she please, I'll give my hand,
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And upon my word to this,
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Seal it with a Kiss,
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To be at her Command.
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Come my Lasses, come away,
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Prithee try me, while you may,
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Put on either Scarf, Commode, or Hood,
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But make hast I say, while I am warm and good.
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Let each Man that courts or loves a Maid,
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Take and kiss her e'er Beauty fade,
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No Delay,
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But Now today,
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Once more I say,
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Go take and hug, and kiss her while you may
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Nothing can be like the present Time,
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Give me Wine and Women in their prime,
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And before that e'er they pall
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Give me all;
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Beauties Pleasure is sublime.
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