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PROLOGUE Written by a Friend of the Authors.
Gallants,
VVho would have thought to have seen so many here,
At such a Rambling season of the Year;
And, what's more strange, All well and Sound to the Eye!
Pray Gentlemen forgive me if I Lie.
It ought this Season to have turn'd Physician,
But now I see small hopes in that condition:
Yet how if I should hire a Black Flower'd Jump,
And plye at Islington, Doctor to Sadlers Pump?
But first let me consult old Erra Pater,
And see what he advises in the Matter.
At such a Rambling season of the Year;
And, what's more strange, All well and Sound to the Eye!
Pray Gentlemen forgive me if I Lie.
It ought this Season to have turn'd Physician,
But now I see small hopes in that condition:
Yet how if I should hire a Black Flower'd Jump,
And plye at Islington, Doctor to Sadlers Pump?
But first let me consult old Erra Pater,
And see what he advises in the Matter.
Let's see—
Venus and Mars, I find in Aries are,
In the Ninth House—a dull dry Bobbing Year.
The Price of Mutton, will run high 'tis thought,
And Vizard Masks will fall to ten a Groat.
The Moon's in Scorpio's House or Capricorns,
Friends of the City govern well your Horns:
Your Wives will have a mighty Trade this Quarter,
I find they'l never leave their Natural Charter.
For once take my Advice as a true Friend,
When they a Walk to the new Wells pretend,
If you'l avoid your Fate quick hasten after,
They use more wayes to Cool, than Drinking Water.
Venus and Mars, I find in Aries are,
In the Ninth House—a dull dry Bobbing Year.
The Price of Mutton, will run high 'tis thought,
And Vizard Masks will fall to ten a Groat.
The Moon's in Scorpio's House or Capricorns,
Friends of the City govern well your Horns:
Your Wives will have a mighty Trade this Quarter,
I find they'l never leave their Natural Charter.
For once take my Advice as a true Friend,
When they a Walk to the new Wells pretend,
If you'l avoid your Fate quick hasten after,
They use more wayes to Cool, than Drinking Water.
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