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 I tenderly cry'd, Phillis don’t be a Prude,

But still she reply'd, I'll cry out if you're rude,

The more that I press'd her the more she cry'd no,

She struggl'd and frown'd, and said, pray let me go.

I found no entreaty could make her comply,

When ever I touch'd her, 'twas, fie Colin, fie,

So I sent for a Parson and made her my wife,

And now I am welcome to kiss her for life.

Come all you young damsels take warning by this,

Take care how too freely you part with a kiss,

Conceal for a time all the favours you can,

For that's the best way to make sure of your man.



