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4 Look ſmart, be clean from top to toe,

As all that wou'd be marry'd ſo.

So have I ſeen poor fiſhes caught,

By curious bait which men have wrought;

And from their wat'ry region bore,

By ſome ſmall hairs, to die on ſhore,

So beauties, when they wou'd catch man,

Uſe ev'ry bait that will trepan;

And women's bait draw more than theirs,

They've brighter charms, and ſtronger hairs

A collier's daughter, briſk and clean,

Once at a country wake was ſeen;

The maid was born in Benwell town,

Was not too fair, nor yet too brown;

Of beauty ſhe had got her part,

Enough to wound a collier's heart,

And then her name was up for this,

She lov'd to ſpin, but bluſh'd to kiſſ,

Her pliant limbs, when muſic play'd,

Cou'd humour ev'ry thing it ſaid,

For when ſhe tript it on the plain,

To Jocky's loſt his fellow ſwain,

Her eaſy ſteps, and airy wheels,

Show'd ſhe had muſic in her heels,

She dancʻd ſo well, ſo very long,

She won the ſmock, and pleased the throng.

A collier lad was ſtanding by,

And view'd her with a lover's eye,

He ſcratch'd his head, and then he ſwore

That none had danc'd ſo well before,

Then made a bruſh up to the maid,

How do you laſs? the lover ſaid,