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Magdalene College - Pepys
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Kind WILLIAM,
Or, Constant Betty .
Let Maids beware, and shun the Snare,
I say be rul'd by me,
Though you embrace, be perfect chaste,
from stains of Infamy.
To the Tune of the Doubting Virgin.

C Onstant Betty that sweet creature,
she was Williams hearts delight,
In the shades he chanc'd to meet her,
when fair Phoebus shined bright:
In conclusion, his delusion,
was to bring her to his bow,
Let's not dally, shall I, shall I,
but she answered, no, no, no.

Then his Betty he embraced,
hoping for to win the field,
She with Modesty was graced,
and resolved not to yield.

She denyed, he replyed,
do not seek my overthrow;
Let's not dally, shall I, shall I,
but she answered, no, no, no.

Thou hast set mine heart on fire,
sweetest creature be not coy,
Grant me what I do desire,
thou shalt be my only joy
Thus he woo'd her to delude her,
and to bring her to his bow;
Let's not dally, shall I, shall I,
but she answered no, no, no.

Love thou art my only Treasure,
then he took her by the hand.
Let me now enjoy the pleasure,
I will be at thy command:
Don't abuse me, nor refuse me,
least it proves my overthrow;
Let's not dally, shall I, shall I,
But she answered, no, no, no.

Now admit me, my sweet Betty ,
to salute and lay thee down,
None alive I think more pritty,
I with pleasures will thee Crown:
Don't deny it, do but try it,
from those Charms such pleasures flow
Let's not dally, shall I, shall I,
but she answered, no, no, no.

Thy oblieging eye hath won me,
dearest I am not in jest,
Why shouldst thou be coy and shun me,
I am certainly possest
With thy beauty, for my duty,
is to bring thee to my bow;
Let's not dally, shall I, shall I,
but she answered, no, no, no.

Dearest Betty sit down by me,
let us lovingly agree,
Sweetest creature don't deny me,
Cupids Dart hath wounded me:
Then come near me, love and chear me,
for my heart is sinking low,
Let's not dally, shall I, shall I
but she answered no, no

Bettys Answer to Williams's Request.

William you are much mistaken,
you shall never me insnare,
In your Net i'le not be taken,
therefore now your suit forbear:
I'le deny it, and defie it,
for I vow it shan't be so;
While I Marry, I will tarry,
and will answer, no, no, no.

I from Love will be excluded,
e're i'le hear an idle Tale,
I will never be deluded,
no, nor you shall ne'r prevail,
To imbrace me, and disgrace me,
thus to sink my heart full low,
While I Marry, I will tarry,
and will answer, no, no, no.

William.

Now my loving constant Betty ,
I will evermore adore,
For thy Answer has been witty,
I will never tempt thee more:
When I try'd thee, thou deny'd me,
all thy answer still was no,
We'l not tarry, but will Marry,
then it must and shall be so.

FINIS.

Printed for J. Deacon , at the Angel in Guilt-Spur-street without Newgate.

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