The Welch Wedding
Betwixt Ap-Shinkin and Shinny.
With all the Mad Merriment which was performed on the Wedding-Day.
To the Tune of, The Devonshire Frolick. Or, The Country Farmer.
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NOw sweet Shinny wilt thou be Wed,
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And give young Shinkin her Maiden-head?
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If her will do it, ne'r mutter, Cots-plutter,
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will Marry and bring her unto her Bed:
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Therefore tell her before her does go,
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If her will Marry her I or no,
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For her's reso[l]ved to g[e]t her a Wife,
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Sweet Shinny with her her will lead her life.
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Thy fair Puty did wound her heart,
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And now poor Shinkin must feel the smart,
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If her is cruel to leave her, deceive her,
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her then shall be troubled when her part
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From her Shinny, whom her did adore,
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Her never loved the like before;
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Young Shinny's Loyal, and here is her hand,
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And let her no longer disputing stand
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Her will give her a gay Gold Ring,
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Besides her shall have a better thing,
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When her is Marry'd then Shonny so bonny,
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with Sheffery Morgan will Dance and Sing:
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Hugh the Harper shall plan all the day,
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And her will be both Gallant and Gay:
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The thoughts of the Wedding made Shinny to smile,
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She laughing and simpering, stood a while.
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Then with Modesty she reply'd,
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If you obtain me to be your Bride,
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Invite my Cozens, Welch Mary and Sary,
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welch Robin and William, with Tom beside:
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For her Cozens will take it unkind,
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If not Invited, her soon will find:
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Then speak young Shinkin, and be not afraid,
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For if thou art willing, the Match is made.
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Nay, quoth Shinkin, this shall be done,
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For her will send to them e'ry one,
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Her Cozen Taffie, with Hukin and Sukin,
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and Did Shon-ap-Morgan, with her own Son:
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All shall come to her Wedding, my Dear,
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And her will feast them with dainty Chear:
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A good Welch Pudding her mean to provide,
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With Pig, Goose, and Capon, and Prawn beside.
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Then they making no more delay,
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But straight appointing the Wedding-day;
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And all her Cozens preparing and wearing
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their holiday Shackets and best Array:
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When her Shinkin had Marry'd her Bride,
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Her brought her home in all State and Pride;
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Full threescore Welchmen and women was there,
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The like of this Wedding you seldom hear.
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After Dinner, as I am true,
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Welch Kate, with Winny and Cozen Sue,
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They were for Dancing, and drinking to Shinkin,
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nay, Did Shon-ap Morgan and all the Crew:
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Then the Bottles of Ale they did flye,
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Loud Acclamations did fill the Sky;
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At last the Liquor got into their Crown,
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And then in their Dancing they tumble down.
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Being Fuddel'd, they all fell out,
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And then there was a sad Rebel-rout;
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They fell to fighting, both Swearing and Tearing,
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not one in the Company did stand out:
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Th[e]n young Shinkin he slipping aside,
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From all the Rabble her got her Bride;
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But when they miss'd 'um they then did pursue
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After the young Bride, I and stript her too.
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Her Welch friends they were soon her foes,
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For, as we very well may suppose,
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What was the reason of Ripping and Stripping,
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the Bride she had borrow'd her Wedding Close
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Now when they had got 'um away they did go,
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And left the Bridegroom and Bride also:
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But Shon-ap-Morgan on them did attend,
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And thus the Welch Wedding was at an end.
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