A Ship-load of Waggery. OR, clouded Merriment to please young men and maids.

Maidens, here's long, and strong, both great and small;
For one poor Penny you may purchase all.
To a New Tune. Or Cloris awake.
[figure]

Cowrage

Fidelity

Piety

Loyalty

A Ship must have a Steers-man
to steer her Course true,
And a Maid must have a youngman
to give her her — Top and Top gallant.
A ship she Sails trimly,
Maids, if they be not pleased,
They'l frown and look grimly.
A Ship must have a Rudder
to steer in the dark,
And a Maid must have a youngman
to hit at her — Top and Top gallant.
A ship she sails &c.
A Ship must have a Canon
to keep off her Foes,
And a Maid must have a youngman
to take up her — Top and Top gallant.
A ship she sails &c.
A Ship must have a Boltsprit,
with a Sprizen a cross,
And a maid must have a youngman
with a swinging long — Top & top gallant
A ship she sails trimly,
Maids, if they be not pleased,
They'l frown and look grimly.
[figure]
A Ship must have a Buntlin
to hawle up her Bunt,
And a maid must have a youngman
to tickle her — Top and Top gallant.
A ship she sails trimly,
Maids, if they be not pleased,
Theyl frown and look grimly.
A Ship must have a Mast; a long,
strong, and strait Stick,
And a Maid must have a youngman
with a lusty long — Top and Top gallant,
A ship she &c.
A Ship must be well Victuall'd
with Meat without Bones,
And a maid would have a youngman
with a stout pair of — top and top gallants,
A ship she &c.
A Ship should have a Captain,
her Men to command,
And a maid would have a youngman
to have his P— Top and Top gallant.
A ship she &c.
A Ship should have a Master
to take in her freights,
And a maid would have a youngman
to saile in her — top and top gallant.
A ship she sails &c.
When a Ship is under saile
we do wish her good luck,
And a maid under a youngman
we wish her a good — top and top gallant,
A ship she &c.
When a Ship comes into Port
she must enter her Cockit,
When a youngman comes to'th fort
he must enter, and — top and top gallant,
A ship she sails trimly,
Maids, if they be not pleased,
They'l frown and look grimly.

Printed for P. B [...]ooksby a [...] [...]he golden Ball in West Smithfield.

This keyboarded and encoded edition of the work described above is co-owned by the institutions providing financial support to the Text Creation Partnership. This Phase I text is available for reuse, according to the terms of Creative Commons 0 1.0 Universal. The text can be copied, modified, distributed and performed, even for commercial purposes, all without asking permission.