The Choise of Valentines - Or the Merie Ballad of Nash His Dildo by Thomas Nash
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Can not be kept with half a croune a daye."
"Of price, good hostess, we will not debate, Though you assize me at the highest rate; 68 Onelie conduct me to this bonnie bell. And tenne good gobbs I will unto thee tell, Of golde or siluer, which shall lyke thee best, So much doe I hir companie request." 72 Awaie she went: so sweete a thing is golde, That (mauger) will inuade the strongest holde. "Hey-ho! she coms, that hath my hearte in keepe Sing Lullabie, my cares, and falle a-sleepe." 76 Sweeping she coms, as she would brush the ground; Hir ratling silkes my sences doe confound. "Oh, I am rauisht: voide the chamber streight; For I must neede's upon hir with my weight." 80 "My Tomalin," quoth shee, and then she smilde. "I, I," quoth I, "soe more men are beguild With smiles, with flatt'ring wordes, and fained cheere, When in their deedes their falsehood doeth appeare." 84 "As how, my lambkin," blushing, she replide, "Because I in this dancing schoole abide? If that it be, that breede's this discontent, We will remoue the camp incontinent: 88 For shelter onelie, sweete heart, came I hither, |
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