The Lady of Pleasure,
OR, THE
LONDON Misses Frolick,
Whereby she got Money by her subtile Devices and Witty Intreagues, as
she led in the loose course of her life, which you'l find by the subse-
quent matter
To a Pleasant New Play-House Tune.
This may be Printed, R.L.S.
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THere was a Lass in London Town;
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both beauteous, fair and witty,
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She travel'd England up and down,
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through e'ry Town and City:
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She got money by't, she got money by't,
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she got money by'th bargain;
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she got money by't, she got money by't,
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four-pence-half-penny Farthing.
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At last she came to Sturbridge-Fair,
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and there she met a Farmer,
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Who did desire to know her name,
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and swore he would not harm her:
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But she got money by't, she got money by't,
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she got money by'th bargain,
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She got money by't, she got money by't,
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four-pence-half-penny farthing.
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SHe told him she was kind and just,
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and ne'r would do no Evil,
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Her hand she in his Pocket thrust,
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which was indeed uncivil;
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But she got money by't, she got money by't,
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she got money by'th bargain;
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She got money by't, she got money by't,
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four-pence-half-penny Farthing.
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She told him then she was in haste,
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and so from him she parted,
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Who little thought to be disgrac'd,
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when she had him deserted;
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But she got money by't, she got money by't,
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she got money by'th bargain;
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She got money by't, she got money by't,
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four-pence-half-penny Farthing.
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But when the Reckoning came to pay,
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the Farmer mist his Money,
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Oh, then, quoth he, she's gone away,
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whom I call'd dear and Honey;
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But she got money by't, she got money by't,
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she got money by'th bargain;
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She got money by't, she got money by't,
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four-pence-halfpenny farthing.
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The Farmer he a Stranger was,
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and so at last they Stocks'd him,
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But this was not the worst, alas!
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the wicked Jade had Pox'd him;
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But she got money by't, she got money by't,
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she got money by'th bargain;
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She got money by't, she got money by't,
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four-pence-half-penny farthing.
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She travel'd then to Bristol-Fair,
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and there she met a Barber,
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Tho gaz'd upon her Beauty fair,
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love in his Breast did harbor;
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But she got money by't, she got money by't,
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she got money by'th bargain;
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She got money by't, she got money by't,
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four pence-half-penny farthing.
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The Barber was exceeding kind,
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and monstrously did praise her,
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But he did in conclusion find,
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that she had spoyl'd his Razor;
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But she got money by't, she got money by't,
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she got money by'th bargain;
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She got money by't, she got money by't,
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four-pence-half-penny farthing.
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She saw a Cobler brisk and free,
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a sitting in his Stall too,
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With him she would Familiar be,
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while he was at his Awl too;
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But she got money by't, she got money by't,
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she got money by'th bargain;
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She got money by't, she got money by't,
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four-pence-half-penny farthing.
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Thus you may see some London Dames,
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that live about the City,
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By such like Tricks procure their shames,
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but 'tis the more the pitty;
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Yet they get money by't, they get money by't,
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they get money by'th bargain;
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They get money by't, they get money by't,
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four-pence-half-penny farthing.
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