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Pleasant a7id Diver tive. 143
Our eager Embraces in Coal-sheds,
Are always more pleasing, pleasing, pleasing,
Than theirs that are dull in downy Beds.
Our Cloris is free from Patches and Paint,
Complection and Features sweetly agree ;
Perfections which Ladies often do want,
Is always intail'd on our Pedigree :
Sweet Cloris in her own careless Hair,
Is always more taking, taking, taking,
Than Ladies that Towers and Pendants do wear.
A Dutchess may fail, created for Sport,
By using of Art, and changing of Things ;
Tho' she were the Idol and Goddess o'th' Court,
The Joys and the Pleasure of Don, Prince, or Kings,
Yet Cloris in her old Russet-Gown,
She's sound, she's sound, she's sound,
And free from the Plague and Pox of the Town.
A Beggar's as boon aud as brisk in the dark,
As she that is Painted Red and White ;
And pleases her Mate, tho' not such a Spark,
As lies by the side of a Lord or Knight :
And Cloris hath Beauty to Content,
So long as she's wholsom, wholsom, wholsom,
She pleases us, we don't repent.
What tho' all the Day she's attir'd in Rags,
Yet once a Week she changes her Smock ;
And she that has Gold and Silver in Bags,
She can do no more than match a good Cock :
She's willing and ready to show her Art,
And still with her Kisses, Kisses, Kisses,
She'll conquer the Senses and the Heart.
All the Night long we do hug and embrace,
The greatest and Rich can do no more ;
And when to the Swain she joins her Face,
Lie thinketh what Joys there's for him in store :
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