The West-Country Counsellor:
OR,
The Devonshire Damsels ADVICE to the Lasses of London,
In their Choice of Kind and Loving Husbands.
To the Tune of Fond Boys, etc.
Licensed according to Order.
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PRetty Lasses attend to the Lines which I send,
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As a Token of Love, from the Hand of your Friend;
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And be sure you take heed, when the same you do read,
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It will profit you much in the great time of need:
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Have a care of young Men, for there's scarce One in Ten
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But are False and Deceitful; be careful, O then.
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Some will court half a score, whom they swear they adore,
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Nay, and others, perhaps, will have Twenty and more,
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Whom they swear they love by the Powers above;
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[?] will call their dear Dove:
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[Have a care of young Men, for there's scarce One in Ten
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But are False and Deceitful; be careful, O then.]
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They will strive to make bold with your Silver and Gold,
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And, without special care, of your dear Copy-hold;
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Having rifl'd your Store, and they find you grow poor,
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'Tis a thousand to one if they come any more:
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Have a care of such Men, for there's scarce One in Ten
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But are False and Deceitful; be careful, O then.
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Once my Father's Man Ned he came up to my Bed,
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Where he begg'd and entreated for my Maiden-head,
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I did presently frown, and I crack'd the Knave's Crown,
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From the top to the bottom I tumbl'd him down;
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[?] have a care of such Men.
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Now it happen'd one Day, that a Friend Yea and Nay
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Came to court me, and fain he would frollick and play;
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But I put him to flight, and it being dark Night,
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He slipt into the Well where he put out his light:
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Have a care of such Men, for there's scarce One in Ten
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But are False and Deceitful; be careful, O then.
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Some will dwindle, and cry, swear they love till they dye,
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When, alas! they dissemble, nay flatter, and lye;
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When they once have betray'd a poor innocent Maid,
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Then with scorn and derision they will her degrade;
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Have a care of such Men, for there's scarce One in Ten
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But are False and Deceitful, etc.
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Such Deceivers as these, you may know, if you please,
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When they proffer to cuddle and tickle your Knees,
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Strait their Company shun, for the further they run,
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You may quickly be ruin'd and clearly undone:
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Have a care of such Men, for there's scarce One in Ten
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But are False and Deceitful; be careful, O then.
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Nay, I further declare you may know by their Hair,
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If it be Red or Yellow, then then you may swear
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They will never prove true, but will love more than you;
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And the sandy Complexions are Flatterers too:
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Have a care of such Men, for there's scarce One in Ten
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But are False and Deceitful, etc.
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Of a two-colour'd Beard, you had need be afraid;
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Now if by such a one you by chance are ensnar'd,
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You'll have Sorrow and Woe, they'll be Jealous I know,
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And will watch, peep, and haunt you where-ever you go:
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Have a care of such Men, for there's scarce One in Ten
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But are False and Deceitful, etc.
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But the Black and the Brown, both in City and Town,
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Are delightful and pleasant, they seldom can frown;
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By the Powers above they are all over Love,
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And as Loyal they are as the dear tender Dove:
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Lasses these are the Men that will honour you then,
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There's not one of them false in full Fourscore and Ten.
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