%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The loving Chamber-Maid, / Or, Vindication of a departed Maidenhead. / Being the Art to lye with a Man and yet be a Virgin. / Maidens----but Ah what is a maid I pray / An infant Female that scarce views the day, / For e're the things we Virgins call aspire / To 13 years, they feel a strange desire: / Longing for what themselves can scarcely tell, / Which strange desire of make their bellies swell, / And then what 'tis they know too fatal well. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 06/18/2014 33650

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R228351 1 To a New Tune Jenny's Cogwheel To a New Tune SHut the door after me, / pull off the Boule, And all the World / shall ne'r me perswade, / But that I'm a maid, / Ay a very good maid. [with variation] Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 1053 The loving Chamber-Maid, / Or, Vindication of a departed Maidenhead. / Being the Art to lye with a Man and yet be a Virgin. / Maidens----but Ah what is a maid I pray / An infant Female that scarce views the day, / For e're the things we Virgins call aspire / To 13 years, they feel a strange desire: / Longing for what themselves can scarcely tell, / Which strange desire of make their bellies swell, / And then what 'tis they know too fatal well. The loving Chamber-Maid, Or, Vindication of a departed Maidenhead. Being the Art to lye with a Man and yet be a Virgin. Maidens----but Ah what is a maid I pray An infant Female that scarce views the day, For e're the things we Virgins call aspire To 13 years, they feel a strange desire: Longing for what themselves can scarcely tell, Which strange desire of make their bellies swell, And then what 'tis they know too fatal well. ?-? Phil. Brooksby

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SHut the door after me, pull off the Boule, I'le blow in the Candle the best of you all, And all the World shall ne'r me perswade, But that I'm a maid, Ay a very good maid. I ne'r lay with any unless it were one, And yet I dare venture to look at the Sun, And all the world etc.
I had but one small one, what am I the worse I ne'r gave it Suck but I put it to Nurse, And all the world etc. Perhaps 'twas my Master that got it, what then? My Mistriss ne'r knew on't nor none of our men, And all the world shall ne'r me perswade, But that I'm a maid Ay a very good maid.
For I can pass currant and sell it again, To some Fopp o' th City who ne'r yet was in, And all the world Although my Maidenhead sporting took flight, With heaving and thrusting I bid it good night, Yet all the world And if I be clap'd too then what of all that, Some Country Clown will be baiting his Cat. And all the world Tis a known Maxime from Ages long track'd, A Chamber-Maids simple unless she be crack'd. Then all the world For she is not fitting good counsel to keep, When Light-heels her Mistress with Gallants does sleep, Then all the world Tho I shou'd my Mothers black Legacy pawn, To some doating Broker for rigging of Lawn. Yet all the world For tho the old doatard should flutter a while He could not the fashion of Margery spoyl. Then all the world Nay tho I shou'd deal with a blade of the Town
A Squire to Venus should tumble me down. And tho he long struggl'd yet none should perswade But that I'm etc. For she's a mean Strumpet that knows not the tricks, To try with one Maiden-heats dozens of ------ Then all the World shall ne'r me perswade, But that etc. The famous Matronas of Whetstone will tell That they can a Maiden-head sixty times sell, Then all the world When Cook-maids by Prentices oft are beguil'd And pack'd in the Countrey when pregnant with child. And after delivery none them perswades But that they are maidens, pass currant for maids. Once having a smatch to trading they fall, Set up with a Maiden-head common to all. And keep open Warehouse, then none shall perswade, etc. Ther's none above fifteen but if they'r put to 't, Although they deny you will willingly do 't. Therefore no Gallant shall e're me perswade, but that as maids go I'm a very good maid.
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