An Excellent New Playhouse SONG Call'd, The West-Country Fairing Or▪ Dicks Present to Doll Under the Barly Mow.
TWas when the Sheep were shearing,
and under the Barly Mow,
Dick gave to Doll a Eairing,
as she had milk'd her Cow.
Quoth He I fain would wed thee,
and tho' I cannot wooe,
I've hey pish, hey cock, hey and hey for a Boy,
sing, shall I come kiss thee now,
sling, ah! shall I come, shall I come kiss thee now,
I long sweetheart to Bed thee,
and merrily Buckle too,
with hey pish hey cock, hey and hey for a Boy,
Sing, shall I come kiss thee now,
sing, ah! shall I come, shall I come kiss thee now
Doll seem'd not to regard him,
As if she did not care,
Yet simper'd when she heard him,
Like any Millers Mare,
And cunningly to prove him,
And value her Maidenhead,
Cry'd, fye nay pish, nay fye, and prithee stand by
For I am too young to Wed,
For I am too I am too young to Wed,
[...] said she ne'er could love him,
[...] or any Man else in Bed.
[...] fye pish fye, nay prithee stand by,
[...] I am too young to wed,
[...] I am too▪ I am too young to Wed.
Like one thats struck with Thunder,
Stood Dicky to hear her talk.
All hops to get her under,
This sad resolve did balk,
At last he swoar, grown bolder,
He'd hire some common-Sow,
For hey pish hey and hey for a Boy,
Sing shall I come kiss the now,
Sing shall I come shall I come kiss thee now,
In loving Arms did fold her,
Ere sneak, and cringe and cry,
With hey pish hey cock hey and hey for a Boy,
Sing shall I come kiss thee now,
Sing ah! shall I come, shall I come kiss thee now,
Convinced other coy Folly,
And stubborn Female will,
Poor Dol grew malancholly,
The Grift went by her mill
hope she cry'd you'r wiser,
Then credit what I have said,
Tho I cry, hey fie, and pish, and prithee stand by,
That I am too young too wed,
That I am too, I am too young to wed,
Bring you the Church adviser,
And dress up the bridal Bed,
Then try, tho I cry fye and pish and prethe stand by
If I am too young to wed,
That I am too, I am too young to wed.