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22 Songs Compleat,
The MAIDEN'sZ onging. To the same
Tune.
A
Maiden of late,
Whose Name sweet Kate,
She dwelt in Londo?i near Alder sgate ;
Now list to my Ditty, declare it I can,
She would have a Child, without help of a Man.
To a Doctor she came,
A Man of Great Fame,
Whose deep Skill in Physick Report did proclaim,
Quoth she, Mr. Doctor shew me if you can,
How I may Conceive without help of a Man.
Then listen, quoth he,
Since so it must be,
This wondrous strange Med'cine I'll shew presently ;
Take Nine Pound of Thunder, Six Legs of a Swan,
And you shall Conceive without help of a Man.
The Wool of a Frog,
The Juice of a Log,
Well Parboil'd together in the Skin of a Hog,
With the Egg of a Moon Calf, if get you can,
And you shall Conceive without help of a Man.
The Love of false Harlots,
The Faith of false Varlots,
With the Truth of Decoys that walk in their Scarlets,
And the Feathers of a Lobster well fry'd in a Pan,
And you shall conceive without help of a Man.
Nine drops of Rain,
Brought hither from Spain,
With the Blast of a Bellows quite over the Main,
With eight Quarts of Brimstone Brew'd in a Beer-Cann,
And you shall Conceive without help of a Man.
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