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Pert and greasy, rude and sly,

Stands the butcher, buy-you-buy,

Ah! buy indeed, to buy and rue,

Would be to buy a calf like you;

No, no, Sir; e’er you like on betters,

Mend your manners, learn your letters,

And, if of love your tongue must prattle

Bleat your lays among the cattle.

My love, my life, my heart my awl,

Within your breast I seek a stall,

For my poor heart to beat;

For love unites my heart to you,

As wax-ends bind the leather shoe,

And makes it awl complete.

Come, then, let love unite us one,

As girdle binds the strong lap-stone,

Upon thy lovers knee;

For cupid by his powerful art,

Has chang’d my awl into a dart,

And thus I bleed for thee.

Ah! Simon Selfish, lack a day,

Methinks I hear the people say,