The Second part of The Nights Search Discovering The Condition of the various Fowles of Night. Or, The second great Mystery of Iniquity exactly revealed: With the Projects of these Times. In a Poem, By Humphrey Mill |
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Before the vails were drawn, or dimfac'd night
'Pon composition, would resigne her right
To Hespers train, before old Tithons head
Was raysd with glory from his frosty bed,
To shew his hoary locks: nor did the day
Peep through the streaked Tiffany, of gray.
For Chantecleers Commission was not seal'd
To sound a parle; nor any way reveal'd
To bring Aurora, in her silver pride,
To storm the works of darknesse: yet I spy'd
Two silent walkers; one was much affraid;
And I perceiv'd she was a Chamber-maid,
The other was a Serving-man: for hee
I soon discovered by his liverie.
'Pon composition, would resigne her right
To Hespers train, before old Tithons head
Was raysd with glory from his frosty bed,
To shew his hoary locks: nor did the day
Peep through the streaked Tiffany, of gray.
For Chantecleers Commission was not seal'd
To sound a parle; nor any way reveal'd
To bring Aurora, in her silver pride,
To storm the works of darknesse: yet I spy'd
Two silent walkers; one was much affraid;
And I perceiv'd she was a Chamber-maid,
The other was a Serving-man: for hee
I soon discovered by his liverie.
He being stay'd confest he did belong
To one that kept his coach when he was young,
For Hackney ware, and feasted them in Town,
And in the Countrey car'd them up and down,
Who had at every stage, a common Inne,
Where he did put himselfe to sale for sin.
To one that kept his coach when he was young,
For Hackney ware, and feasted them in Town,
And in the Countrey car'd them up and down,
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Where he did put himselfe to sale for sin.
He had sedans, which he did use to send
To fech his Minions private, and did spend
His means upon them: Now he paid his whore,
When cash was low; he sin'd upon the score,
Somtimes he borrowed of a Cavaliere,
That us'd to hire a Strumpet by the year,
Thei'd feel his pockets pulses, ere thei'd joyne,
And have their courses when he had no coine.
To fech his Minions private, and did spend
His means upon them: Now he paid his whore,
When cash was low; he sin'd upon the score,
Somtimes he borrowed of a Cavaliere,
That us'd to hire a Strumpet by the year,
Thei'd feel his pockets pulses, ere thei'd joyne,
And have their courses when he had no coine.
They'd often be at ods, then he would curse
The minutes of expence; his humble purse
Did languish for his riot: she would rail,
Because the suit depending on her ------
Was staid with an injunction: high-courts writs
Put down the Common-pleas, and bring their wits
To bill and answers, if their orders must
Be seeming prohibitions, to their lust,
And stop their commings in, they'l sin the more,
(Both orders and decrees were broke before,)
Subpœna shame, their mischiefs to recruit;
Again, at non-equity they'l try a suit.
The minutes of expence; his humble purse
Did languish for his riot: she would rail,
Because the suit depending on her ------
Was staid with an injunction: high-courts writs
Put down the Common-pleas, and bring their wits
To bill and answers, if their orders must
Be seeming prohibitions, to their lust,
And stop their commings in, they'l sin the more,
(Both orders and decrees were broke before,)
Subpœna shame, their mischiefs to recruit;
Again, at non-equity they'l try a suit.
If any maid was handsome in his eye,
Hee'd lay a snare to trap her, and would try
With gold to win her, such a one as shee
Was made for pleasure not for drudgeree,
Hee'l take a chamber for her, make her fine,
And keep her at his cost, if thou't be mine:
Thou shalt not want; most modest gives content,
Another time shee that's most impudent.
He sends his pimping Letters, I must be
His whiskin, else, we never could agree.
Hee'd lay a snare to trap her, and would try
With gold to win her, such a one as shee
Was made for pleasure not for drudgeree,
Hee'l take a chamber for her, make her fine,
And keep her at his cost, if thou't be mine:
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Another time shee that's most impudent.
He sends his pimping Letters, I must be
His whiskin, else, we never could agree.
Here is a copie to his Mistresse which
Hath spent him much, her fingers ofted ich
To nim his gold, her answer Il'e reherse,
But you may read, for they are both in verse.
Hath spent him much, her fingers ofted ich
To nim his gold, her answer Il'e reherse,
But you may read, for they are both in verse.
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