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[6] Now behold theſe pretty maids, as they walk on the cauſway, With ruffl'd cuffs and capuchines, and wow but they be ſaucy.

With fine net hoods upon their heads, each flame a buckling comb O, Which mounted is with ſilver bright, and ſet with Briſtol ſtone O.

Their lockets fine that bright do ſhine, a glancing broach below it, Their brevitie full well we ſee, how proud they are to ſhow it.

With new faſhion'd caps of diff'rent ſets, that are ſo monſtrous high O, Such fliry-gigs upon their heads, are frightful to the eye O.

The other night I got ſuch a fright, I bleſt me from all evil, When a Lady came in ſhining robes, I thought it was the devil.

With a cap more high than grenadiers, and hair dreſt in ſuch order, She appeared like to Marg'ret's ghoſt, come from the Stygian border.

With ſilken hoſe and fine pink ſhoes, they are all trim'd and ready, It is not eaſy for to know, the ſcogie by the Lady.