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Magdalene College - Pepys
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A DIALOGUE Between A
Master and his Maid;
OR,
Beautiful SUSAN willing, but loath, to ve[nt]ure to Kiss her Master least her
Mistriss should Chide. Tune of, I Marry and thank you too.
Licensed according to Order.

COme hither my pretty Sue,
sit down by thy Masters side,
Said she these things I dare not do,
my Mistriss she will chide.

Thou know'st she is not within,
her Master he then reply'd,
But Sue she said to him agen,
I fear that my Dame will chide.

Dost think I would ever tell
that we do in Love reside;
Quoth Sue if she the Plot should smell,
my Mistriss she will chide.

I'll give thee a Golden Purse,
which thou shalt wear by thy side,
Sweet Master do not tempt me thus,
my Mistriss she will chide.

Grant me but the Liberty,
to handle thee like a Bride;
If this my Mistriss she should see,
I'm sure she would scold and chide.

Nay likewise he said to her,
he'd always be on her side,
I know you will not hurt me, Sir
but my Mistriss she will chide.

Thy skin is as white as snow,
my Love I can never hide,
Be kind to me, and don't say no,
thy Mistriss shall not chide.

I'll give thee a gay Gold Ring.
and deck thee with costly Pride,
As fine as Flora in the Spring,
thy Mistriss shall not chide.

Come hither into my Arms,
young Cupid will be thy Guide;

Let me taste those tempting Charms,
thy Mistriss shall not chide.

To love thee I am inclin'd,
nothing I prize beside
My Susan therefore be but kind,
thy Mistriss shall not chide.

Love let us enjoy the bliss,
but Susan she s[o]on reply'd,
Alas! if I my Master kiss,
my Mistriss she will chide.

I'll keep thee from care and strife,
let me but lye by thy side;
Kind Sir I d[are] not for my life,
my Mistriss she will chide.

My Love thou art Charming fair,
then let me not be deny'd;
Kind Sir quoth Sue, I pray forbear,
my Mistriss she will chide.

He gave her a Crown in hand,
she readily then comply'd:
And did no more disputing stand,
nor fear'd that her Dame should chide.

Who hid her self all the while,
and heard their discourse beside,
At length she did them both Revile,
and vow'd she had cause to chide.

The Wife she did rant and roar,
and would not the Lass abide,
But took and turn'd her out of Door,
and vow'd she had cause to chide.

And did on her Husband frown,
before he could slip aside,
And with a Ladle crack'd his Crown,
and vow'd she would more then chide.


Printed for J. Bissel, at the Bible and Harp in West-smithfield.

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