But what's in our Lasses:
And could have quench'd thy Cupiscence,
According to the _Classes_:
But all the Parish see it plain,
Since thou art in this pickle;
Thou art an INDEPENDENT Quean,
And lov'st a CONVENTICLE.
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Alas now each _Malignant_ Rogue,
Will all the World perswade;
That she that's Spouse unto a Dog,
May be an _Elder's_ Maid:
They'll jeer us if abroad we stir,
Good Master _Elder_ stay;
Sir, of what _Classis_ is your Cur?
And then what can we say?
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They'll many graceless Ballads sing,
Of a PRESBYTERIAN;
That a _Lay Elder_ is a thing
Made up half Dog, half Man:
Out, out, said he, (and smote her down)
Was Mankind grown so scant?
There's scarce another Dog in Town,
Had took the COVENANT.
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Then _Swash_ began to look full grim,
And _Jane_ did thus reply;
Sir, you thought nought too good for him,
You fed your Dog too high:
'Tis true he took me in the lurch,
And leap'd into my Arms;
But (as I hope to come at Church)
I did your Dog no harm.
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Then she was brought to _Newgate_ Gaol,
And there was Naked stripp'd;
They whipp'd her till the Cords did fail,
As Dogs us'd to be whipp'd:
Poor City Maids shed many a Tear,
When she was lash'd and bang'd;
And had she been a _Cavalier_,
Surely she had been hang'd.
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Hers was but _Fornication_ found,
For which she felt the Lash:
But his was _Bugg'ry_ presum'd,
Therefore they hanged _Swash_:
What will become of _Bishops_ then,
Or _Independency_?
For now we find both Dogs and Men,
Stand up for PRESBYTRY.
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She might have took a _Sow-gelder_,
With _Synod-men_ good store,
But she would have a _Lay-Elder_,
With Two Legs and Two more:
Go tell the _Assembly_ of Divines,
Tell Adoniram blue;
Tell _Burgess_, _Marshall_, _Case_ and _Vines_,
Tell _Now-and-Anon_ too.
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Some say she was a _Scottish_ Girl,
Or else (at least) a Witch;
But she was born in _Colchester_,
Was ever such a Bitch:
Take heed all Christian Virgins now,
The _Dog-Star_ now prevails;
Ladys beware your Monkeys too,
For Monkeys have long Tails.
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Bless _King_ and _Queen_, and send us Peace,
As we had Seven Years since:
For we remember no _Dog-days_,
While we en