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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High Birth, but no Fortune:
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High Birth, but no Fortune:
OR, The Depending Lady.
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If
highly bred, tho' at others Cost,
How Madam makes a Pudder,
Altho' she nothing has to boast,
Besides her Tongue and Udder:
How Madam makes a Pudder,
Altho' she nothing has to boast,
Besides her Tongue and Udder:
This is not good enough to wear,
Nor that to please her Palate,
Altho' her Fortune is so bare,
She scarce deserves a Vallet.
Nor that to please her Palate,
Altho' her Fortune is so bare,
She scarce deserves a Vallet.
Yet, highly born, she hopes at least
To be my Lady Kath'rine,
Tho' the proud taudry Flirt, at best,
Is but a worthless Slattern.
To be my Lady Kath'rine,
Tho' the proud taudry Flirt, at best,
Is but a worthless Slattern.
What, tho' she young and airy be,
And has her Share of Beauty,
She's born with too much Quality,
In Wedlock to be true t'ye.
And has her Share of Beauty,
She's born with too much Quality,
In Wedlock to be true t'ye.
Th'ambitious Madam seldom loves
The Blockhead that she marries;
And tho' with Child she never proves,
She very oft miscarries.
The Blockhead that she marries;
And tho' with Child she never proves,
She very oft miscarries.
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For Beauty, who can boast no Gold,
Seeks out for some rich Tony;
The gouty Fool that's lame and old,
May buy her with his Money.
Seeks out for some rich Tony;
The gouty Fool that's lame and old,
May buy her with his Money.
But when he'as done, not all his Wealth
Will to his Bed secure her;
She'll have a handsom Spark, by Stealth,
To do her Business for her.
Will to his Bed secure her;
She'll have a handsom Spark, by Stealth,
To do her Business for her.
Like Flies about a Honey-pot,
The Beaus will flock about her,
And quickly make him curse his Lot,
And wish himself without her.
The Beaus will flock about her,
And quickly make him curse his Lot,
And wish himself without her.
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