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TEN SHILLINGS FOR A KISS
To the Tune of Shall I wrastle in despaire.
i YOu young men all take pitty on me, the haplessest Maid you euer did see: Refus'd of all, of all neglected,
hated of all and by none affected: The cause I know not: well I know,
their fond neglect procures my woe. Then since their hopefull loues I misse, come, here's ten shillings for a kisse.
2    I doe as much as a Maide can doe,
for gainst my nature I doe woe: I vse all meanes that ere I can,
to get the loue of a proper man: Yet let me vse the best of skill,
they still deny, and crosse my will: Then since their hopefull loues I misse:
come here's ten shillings for a kisse.
3   With Sieuet sweet I make me fine, with sweet complection I doe shine:
With beautious colours passing deere, I paint and prune, yet nere the neere.
My cost is vaine, so well it proues : for all my cost there's no man loues:
Then since their hopefull loues I misse, come here's ten shillings for a kisse.
4   I haue a face as fayre as any, my nose and lip surpasseth many,
I haue an eye that rowling lies, though theies are better to intice:
Why should all men disdaining proue? and worser beauties dearely loue ?
But since their hopefull loues I misse: come here's ten shillings for a kisse.
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