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R221422 1 Mopsaphil. UNKNOWN Mopsaphil. COod Neighbour whyd'ye look awry? you're grown a wondrous Stranger / You walk about, you Huff and Pout, as tho' you'd burst with Anger; Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 439 A New DIALOGUE between / ALICE & BETRICE, / As they met at the Market one Morning Early. A New DIALOGUE between ALICE & BETRICE, As they met at the Market one Morning Early. A New Dialogue between Alice & Beatrice, As they met at the Market one Morning Early. 1685-1685 J. Blare

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I. Alice. COod Neighbour why d'ye look awry? you're grown a wondrous Stranger You walk about, you Huff and Pout, as tho' you'd burst with Anger; If its for that your Fortune's great; or you so Wealthy are, Or else so High, there's none so nigh, that with you can compare: But t' other day I heard one say, your Husband durst not shew his Ears, But like a Lout he walks about, so full of Sighs and and Fears. Betrice, Good Mistress Tart, I care not a Fa---t for you nor all your Jeers. II. My Husband's known for to be one that is most Chaste and Pure, And would be, continually, but for such Jades as you are: You smack, you smick, you wash you lick, you smirk, you swear, you grin, You nod, you wink, and in your Drink, you strive for to draw him in. Alice, You Lye you Punk, you're almost Drunk, and now you Scold and make a Strife, With running in the Score, and playing the Wh---- you lead him a weary Life. Bet. Tell me so once again, you Dirty Quean, and I'll pull you by the Coif. III. Go dress your Rats, those nasty Brats, that are always Sleep and Drowsie, With Vermin spread, they're almost dead, they're kept so wondrous Lousie. Al. Pray hold you there, and do not Swear, yours are not half so sweet, You feed them up with bit and sup, then give 'em a dirty Teat. Bet. My Girls and Boys, my only Joys, they're better taught and fed than yours. Al. Tell me so once more, you dirty Wh----, and I'll kick you out of doors. Bet. 'Tis a very good Jest, pray do your best, and I' faith I'll quit the Scores. IV. Go, go, you are a silly Bear, your Husband can't away with't, A stinking Quean as e'er was seen, your Neighbours all will say it: A fulsome Trot, and good for naught, unless it be for that You stole a Spoon out of the Room, the last Christening you were at. Al. You lye you Wi---, you have got the Itch, the Parish knows you are not sound: See how she claws with ugly Paws, and I'll sell you to the Ground: You have tore my Hood, and shall make is good, if it cost me Forty Pound, Betrice, Take your Course.
Printed for J. Blare, at the Looking-glass on London-bridge.