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81
A Song
[Phyllis, the fairest of love's foes]
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Phyllis, the fairest of love's foes,
Yet fiercer than a dragon,
Phyllis that scorn'd the powder'd beaus
What has she now to brag on?
Since while she kept her legs so close,
Her breech had scarce a rag on.
Yet fiercer than a dragon,
Phyllis that scorn'd the powder'd beaus
What has she now to brag on?
Since while she kept her legs so close,
Her breech had scarce a rag on.
Compell'd by want, this wretched maid
Did sad complaints begin,
Which surly Strephon, hearing, said
It was both shame and sin
To pity such a lazy jade
That wou'd neither kiss nor spin.
Did sad complaints begin,
Which surly Strephon, hearing, said
It was both shame and sin
To pity such a lazy jade
That wou'd neither kiss nor spin.
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