Page:Songs compleat, pleasant and divertive (Wit and mirth or, Pills to purge melancholy).djvu/73

 When Ise to the Lottery gang, Where the Ladds and Lasses throng; What I lose alas, I never care, All my heart, and soul, were won before by her: Or when Raffling is her choice, For the pretty Silver Toyes; Then I wish, the Dice may all run low, Glad of losing that I may oblige her so: Ah, what muckle difference is there found In the pliant Girles of London Toon, Besse, and Pegg, and Moll, And Kate, and Sue, and Doll, The fair and small, The Brown and tall; Will aw come too: Nean will boggle at five hundred Pound, Nean refuse a fine embroyder'd Goon, Aw will shew their nature, But this Cross grain'd creature, Deel en take her, friend—what mun I do.