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But O, alas! The treach'rous youth,
moſt treach'rous did ſeduce me,
And when I aſk'd him for to wed,
he like a rogue refus'd me. &c.
Then of his conqueſt he did boaſt,
in man you know 'tis common,
And bragg'd to his companions all,
how he betray'd a woman:
However he's my ruin been,
and I'm undone for ever;
So how can man ever expect,
of woman any favour. &c.
But yet I will not curſe the youth,
but this I wiſh in brief, Sir,
That he may wed a drunken wife,
then he'll have whore and thief, Sir.
Sufficient puniſhment I vow,
for any man alive, Sir;
For he that's ty'd to ſuch a Jilt,
I'm ſure can never thrive, Sir, &c.
Now this is all the harm I wiſh,
what think you of my prayer,
A drunken wife to be the lot,
of ev'ry maid's betrayer:
A good wife is an ornament,
and makes a huſband priz'd,
But may he get a drunken Jilt,
and ſee himſelf deſpis'd.
So pray remember pretty maids, &c.
