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Desponding Phyllis was endu'd	A
With ev'ry talent of a prude	A
She trembled when a man drew near	B
Salute her and she turn'd her ear	C
If o'er against her you were placed	D
She durst not look above your waist	D
She'd rather take you to her bed	E
Than let you see her dress her head	E
In church you hear her thro' the crowd	F
Repeat the absolution loud	F
In church secure behind her fan	G
She durst behold that monster man	G
There practis'd how to place her head	E
And bite her lips to make them red	E
Or on the mat devoutly kneeling	H
Would lift her eyes up to the ceiling	H
And heave her bosom unaware	I
For neighb'ring beaux to see it bare	I
At length a lucky lover came	J
And found admittance to the dame	J
Suppose all parties now agreed	K
The writings drawn the lawyer feed	K
The vicar and the ring bespoke	H
Guess how could such a match be broke	H
See then what mortals place their bliss in	L
Next morn betimes the bride was missing	H
The mother scream'd the father chid	K
Where can this idle wench be hid	K
No news of Phyl the bridegroom came	J
And thought his bride had skulk'd for shame	J
Because her father used to say	M
The girl had such a bashful way	M
Now John the butler must be sent	K
To learn the road that Phyllis went	K
The groom was wish'd to saddle Crop	N
For John must neither light nor stop	N
But find her wheresoe'er she fled	K
And bring her back alive or dead	K
See here again the devil to do	K
For truly John was missing too	K
The horse and pillion both were gone	O
Phyllis it seems was fled with John	P
Old Madam who went up to find	K
What papers Phyl had left behind	K
A letter on the toilet sees	Q
To my much honour'd father these	Q
'Tis always done romances tell us	R
When daughters run away with fellows	S
Fill'd with the choicest common places	T
By others used in the like cases	T
That long ago a fortune teller	U
Exactly said what now befell her	U
And in a glass had made her see	V
A serving man of low degree	V
It was her fate must be forgiven	W
For marriages were made in Heaven	W
His pardon begg'd but to be plain	X
She'd do't if 'twere to do again	Y
Thank'd God 'twas neither shame nor sin	L
For John was come of honest kin	L
Love never thinks of rich and poor	Z
She'd beg with John from door to door	A2
Forgive her if it be a crime	B2
She'll never do't another time	B2
She ne'er before in all her life	C2
Once disobey'd him maid nor wife	C2
One argument she summ'd up all in	L
The thing was done and past recalling	H
And therefore hoped she should recover	U
His favour when his passion's over	U
She valued not what others thought her	U
And was his most obedient daughter	U
Fair maidens all attend the Muse	D2
Who now the wand'ring pair pursues	D2
Away they rode in homely sort	K
Their journey long their money short	K
The loving couple well bemir'd	K
The horse and both the riders tir'd	K
Their victuals bad their lodgings worse	E2
Phyl cried and John began to curse	E2
Phyl wish'd that she had strain'd a limb	F2
When first she ventured out with him	F2
John wish'd that he had broke a leg	H
When first for her he quitted Peg	H
But what adventures more befell 'em	G2
The Muse hath now no time to tell 'em	G2
How Johnny wheedled threaten'd fawn'd	K
Till Phyllis all her trinkets pawn'd	K
How oft she broke her marriage vows	H2
In kindness to maintain her spouse	I2
Till swains unwholesome spoil'd the trade	K
For now the surgeon must be paid	K
To whom those perquisites are gone	O
In Christian justice due to John	P
When food and raiment now grew scarce	J2
Fate put a period to the farce	K2
And with exact poetic justice	R
For John was landlord Phyllis hostess	R
They keep at Stains the Old Blue Boar	A2
Are cat and dog and rogue and whore	A2

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