The Modern World disrob'd or, both sexes Stript of their pretended vertue. In Two Parts. First, Of the Ladies. Secondly, Of the Gentlemen. With Familiar Descant upon every Character [by Edward Ward] |
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From the Spinning-Wheel, to the Coach:
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From the Spinning-Wheel, to the Coach:
OR, Golden Joan made his Worship's Lady.
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'Squire that leads a rural Life
Among his Hounds and Horses,
And takes a Country Joan to Wife,
To join their wealthy Purses;
Among his Hounds and Horses,
And takes a Country Joan to Wife,
To join their wealthy Purses;
Had best be careful how he brings
Her rosy Cheeks to London,
Lest, by fine Men, and pretty Things,
The giddy Fool be undone.
Her rosy Cheeks to London,
Lest, by fine Men, and pretty Things,
The giddy Fool be undone.
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For Madam will the Spark admire,
Whose Gallantry's exceeding,
And quit her surly Country 'Squire,
For Beau of nicer Breeding.
Whose Gallantry's exceeding,
And quit her surly Country 'Squire,
For Beau of nicer Breeding.
He's wise, that thinks his Wife is true
To Vertue, and to Honour;
But he's the wiser of the two,
That keeps an Eye upon her.
To Vertue, and to Honour;
But he's the wiser of the two,
That keeps an Eye upon her.
Convenient Time, and proper Place,
With him that knows to flatter,
In Spite of Modesty and Grace,
Will cause her Chaps to water.
With him that knows to flatter,
In Spite of Modesty and Grace,
Will cause her Chaps to water.
For holy Wedlock's but a Kind
Of lawful Obligation,
That is not strong enough to bind
A Woman's Inclination.
Of lawful Obligation,
That is not strong enough to bind
A Woman's Inclination.
When lovely Objects do appear,
Their fickle Hearts will wander;
And as Temptation draws more near,
Forget the Vows they're under.
Their fickle Hearts will wander;
And as Temptation draws more near,
Forget the Vows they're under.
Therefore, since Wives, altho' debarr'd
By Wedlock, yet will do it;
Let's be our selves their Vertue's Guard,
But never let 'em know it.
By Wedlock, yet will do it;
Let's be our selves their Vertue's Guard,
But never let 'em know it.
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