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Qualem velit amicam, Epig. 33.
I love a Lasse that's apt, and plain doth goe,And with my Boy hath had a bout or two.
And her that two-pence makes her mine all ore,
And being one can tugg with half a Score,
Shee that asks pay, and in bigg straines doth ball,
Let her bee drudg to thickskinn'd Burdigal.
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