THE
Bucksome Lass of Westminster,
OR,
Her kind proffer of two hundred pound, together with a Cargo of Coals from New-Castle, to any young-
man, that would in kindness help her out at a dead lift.
Tune of, If Love's a sweet Passion. Licensed according to Orde.
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YOu lusty young Batchelors pray now attend,
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Here is joyful good tydings which to you I send;
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In the City of Westminster lives a fair Maid,
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Who has two hundred pound to her Portion 'is said:
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Any Young-Man may have it if he'll open her hole,
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But it lies at New-Castle, and all in Sea-Cole.
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She told a young-man whom she lov'd as her life,
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That she had a desire to be his sweet Wife,
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And intreated that he would be loving and kind,
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Then an excellent Fortune of her he should find,
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If he would be but willing to open her hole,
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He should have all her Money likewise her Sea-Cole.
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He fain would have finger'd her Money, we find;
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But to love her, alas! he was no ways inclind,
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Though she often had kiss'd him, and call'd him her Dear,
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Yet the innocent Damsel was never the near;
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He refused, it seems, for to open her hole,
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Though he might have her Money, and all her Sea-Cole.
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If any young Gallant her Love would obtain,
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For to languish and lye at her feet is in vain,
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Or to tell her you're wounded with Darts from her Eyes,
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Such a sort of fond wooing she'll scorn and despise;
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You must kiss her, and hug her, and open her hole,
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Then she'll give you her Money, and all her Sea Cole.
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It seems she is beautiful charming and fair,
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And as plump as a Doe, with fine delicate Ware;
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Should you search the whole City of Westminster round,
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A young Lass more delightful is not to be found;
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Come away then some Gallant and open her hole,
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You may have all her money, likewise her Sea-cole.
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She'll not have a Man that is aged and grey,
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That shall cause her, when marry'd, to wander astray;
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But she'll have a brisk Gallant, both brawny and stout,
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That at half an hours warning can yerk her about;
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That can hug her, and kiss her, and open her hole,
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He shall have all her Money, likewise her Sea-cole.
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Young Gallants why will you stand in your own light,
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When a beautiful Lass does so friendly invite,
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And intreat you to taste of those Amorous Charms,
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Which are now to be found in her soft melting Arms:
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Make no longer delaying, come open her hole,
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You shall have all her money, likewise her Sea-cole.
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That man that will pity her sorrowful moan,
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Though he has not a Groat in the World of his own,
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He shall soon be invested with her happy store,
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Though it was above twenty or thirty times more,
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If he will be but willing to open her hole,
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He shall have all her money, likewise her Sea-cole.
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Whoever comes to her may have the reward,
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Though a Tinker, nay, Cobler, or Taylor, good Lord,
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So he has but the absolute parts of a Man,
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And will do his indeavour as much as he can,
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For to kiss her, and hug her, and open her hole,
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He shall have all her money, likewise her Sea-cole.
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