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14 Then tunes his pipe and sings so sweet,

I have no power to go.

All other lassies he forsakes,

and flies to me alone:

At every fair or other wakes,

I hear the maidens moan:

He buys me toys and sweet meats too,

And ribbons for my hair:

What swain was ever half so true,

or half so kind and fair?

Where’er I go, I nothing fear,

if Jockey is but by:

For I alone am all his care,

when ever danger’s nigh;

He vows to wed next Whitsunday,

and make me blest for life:

Can I refuse, ye maidens, say

to be young Jockey’s wife.

Hat man who for life is bless’d with a wife,

is sure in a happy condition:

Go things as they will, she sticks by him still,

she’s comforter, friend and physician.

Pray where is the joy, to trifle and toy,

yet dread some disaster from beauty;

Sure sweet is the bless of a conjugal kiss,

where love mingles pleasure with duty.

One extravagant whore will cost a man more,

than twenty good wives that are saving,

For wives they will spare that their children may

but whores are eternally craving,(share