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EBBA 35462

Houghton Library - Hazlitt EC65
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John's Earnest Request.
OR,
Betty's compassionate Love extended to him in a time of Distress,
Late in the Night when all was fast,
John came in [both cold] and wet;
And after some few Words were past,
Her Lover in she let.


COme open the Door sweet Betty,
For 'tis a cold Winters Night,
It Rains and it Blows, and it Thunders,
And the Moon it does give no Light:
It is all for the Love of sweet Betty,
that here I have lost my way;
Sweet let me lye behide thee,
until it is break of Day.

I dare not come down sweet Johnny,
not I dare not let you in,
For fear of my Fathers Anger,
and the rest of my other Kin:
For my Father he is awake,
and my Mother she will us hear;
Therefore be gone sweet Johnny,
my Joy and only Dear.

If that thou dost love me, show it,
and do not in Anger frown,
Thy Parents they need not know it,
if thou wilt come softly down;
The prithee now don't deny me,
But come at thy Lovers call;
For what tho' I would lye by thee,
I'll do thee no harm at all.

Alas I am loath to venter,
for is that they should awake,
As soon as the door you enter
a Racket i'm sure they'l make,
You know that old Folks are froward,
and jealaus of handsome Men,
And should we be overpower'd,
in what a case were we then.

I'll shelter my Dear from danger,
should any Outrage begin,
Thou knowest that i am no stranger,
then prithee Love let me in:
Long time in the Cold i've tarry'd,
oh pitty thy true Love John,
Tomorrow we will be married,
as i am an honest Man.

This is a fair pleasant Story,
which almost my Heart has won,
But if you should blast my Glory,
and leave me when all is done,

My Father would surely chide me,
my Mother would scold and brawl,
And all the young Maids deride me,
oh this is the worst of all.

Thy Johnny will ne'er deceive thee,
but love thee as dear as my Life,
Nor will I oae hour leave thee
untill thou art made my Wife;
Let me not stand any longer,
for why dear Betty behold:
The Storm grow stronger and stronger,
and I am both wet and cold.

It was about midnight hour,
when John he did thus complain;
Poor heart she had not the power,
to let him stand in the Rain.
Without any longer dodging,
she open'd the door with speed,
And let him into her Lodging,
good Man he had ne'er mare need,

It being cold Winter Whether,
they strait did hurry to Bed,
And there they cuddl'd together,
and John got her Maiden-head,
She was of a curteous Carriage,
by which young Jonny was won,
Next day they were joyn'd in Marriage,
and was not this honestly done.


Northampton: Printed by R. Raikes and W. Dicey, and sold by N. Ward
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