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 23 And Tommy, if I gueſs but right,

Will make you have a merry night,

Be courteous, kind, lie in his arms,

And let him rifle all your charms

If he ſhou'd rife, do you lye ſtill,

He'll fall again, give him his will;

Lie cloſe and keep your huſband warm:

And as I live you'll get no harm';

Be mannerly in every poſture,

Take this advice from Nanny Foſter.

Thus ſpoke ſhe ran and catch'd the bowel

Where curran cakes in ale did roll;

Then, with a ſmile, ſaid, Jenny, laſs

Come here's thy health without a glaſs;

Her arm ſupports it to her head,

She drinks, and gobbles up the bread;

So every one their courſes tooks,

Some watch for fear the men ſhou'd look

Their haſty promiſe ſoon was broke,

For they muſt either drink or choke.

Now ſome prepare t'undreſs the bride,

While others tame the poſſet's pride

Some looſe her head, and ſome her ſtays,

And ſo undreſs her ſundry ways;

Then quickly lay the bride in bed,

And bound a ribbon round her head,

Her back and breaſts are both diſplay'd,

And every charm in order laid.

Now all being ready for Tom's coming

The doors are open'd by the women;

Inpatient Tommy ruſhes in,

And thinks that they have longſome been,