Newes from Hide-Parke.
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A very merry Passage which happened betwixt a No[r]th Country Gentleman, and a very Gaudy
Gallant Lady of pleasure, whom he took up in the Parke, and conducted her (in her own Coach)
home to her Lodgings, and what chanced there, if you'l venture Attention the Song will
declare.
To the Tune of, The Crost Couple.
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One Evening a little before it was dark
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Sing Tan tara rara Tan-tivvee,
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I call'd for my Gelding & rid to Hide-Parke
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on Tan tara rara Tan-tivvee,
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It was in the motly month of May,
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When Meaddows & fields were gaudy & gay
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And Flowers aparell'd as bright as the day
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I got upon my tan-tivvee.
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The parke shon brighter then the Skyes,
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sing tan tara rara Tan-tivvee,
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With Jewells and Gold and Ladyes eyes
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that sparkled & cry'd, come see me,
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Of all parts in England Hide-Park hath the name
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For Coaches and horses & persons of fame
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It lookd at first sight like a field full of flame
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which made me ride up tan-tivvee
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There hath not bin seen such a sight since Adam's
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for Perriwig Ribbon & Feather,
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Hide-Parke may be tearm'd the Market of Madams
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or Lady-Faire chuse ye whether,
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Their gowns were a yard too long for their legs,
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They shewd like the Rain-Bow cut into rags
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A Garden of Flowers or a Navy of Flags,
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When they did all mingle together.
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Amongst all these Ladyes I singled out one
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to prattle of Love and Folly,
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I found her not coy but jovial as Jone,
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or Betty, or Margret, or Molly,
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With honor & love & Storys of Chances,
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My spirits did move & my blood she advan-ces
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With twenty Quonundrums & fifty-five fan-cyes
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I'de faine have been at her tan-tivvee.
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We talkt away time until it grew dark,
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the place did begin to grow privee,
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For Gallants began to draw out of the Park
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their Horses did gallop tan-tivvee,
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But finding my courage a little to come,
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I sent my Bay-Gelding away by my Groom
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And proffer'd my service to wait on her home
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in a Coach we went both tan-tivvee.
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I Offerd & profferd , but found her straight lac'd,
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she cryd I shall never believe ye,
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This Armful of Sattin I bravely imbracd,
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and faine would have been at tan-tivvee,
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Her Lodgings were pleasant for scent & for sight,
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She seemd as an Angel by Candle-light
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And like a bold Archer I aimd at the White,
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tan tivvee tan-tivvee tan-tivvee.
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With many denials she yeilded at last,
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her Chamber being wonderous privvee,
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That I al the night there might have my repast,
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to run at the Ring tan-tivvee,
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I put off my cloaths & I tumbled to bed,
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She went in her Closset to dress up her head
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But I peepd in the Key-hole to see what she did,
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which put me quite by tan-tivvee.
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She took off her head-tire & shewd her bald-pate,
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her cunning did very much grive me.
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Thought I to myself if it were not so late,
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I would home to my Lodgings believe me:
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Her hair being gone, she seemd like a Hagg,
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Her bald-pate did look like an Estritches Egg,
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This Lady thought I, is as right as my leg
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she hath been too much at tan-tivvee.
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The more I did peep the more I did spy,
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which did to amazement drive me,
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She put up her finger, & out dropt her eye,
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I pray'd that some power would relieve me,
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But now my resolves were never to trouble her
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Or venture my Carkais with such a blind Hob'er
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She lookt with one eye just like Hewson the Cobler,
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when he usd to ride tantivvee
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I peepd & was still more perplexed therewith
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thought I though't be midnight I'l leave thee
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She fetches a yawn and out fell her teeth,
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this Quean had intents to deceive me,
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She drew out her Handkercheif as I suppose
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To wipe her high forehead & down drops her nose
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Which made me run quickly & pull on my Hose
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the Divill is my tantivee.
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She washd all the paint from her visage, & then
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she look't just (if you will believe me)
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Like a Lankashier Witch of four score and ten,
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and I as the Divill did drive me,
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I put on my Cloaths & cryd Witches and Whores
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I tumbled down stairs, & broke open the doores,
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And down in the Country again to my Boores,
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next morning I rid tantivvee.
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You North country gallants, that live pleasant lives,
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let not curiosity drive ye.
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To leave the fresh air, & your own Tenants wives
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for Sattin will sadly decieve ye
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For my part I will no more be such a Meacoc[k]
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To deal with the Plumes of a Hide-Park Peaco[ck]
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But find out a russet-coat wench and a Hay-cock
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and there I will ride tan-tivvet.
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