Classic Poem

Panders , come away!
bring fforth yo u r whores by Clusters
alongst the Lane, by Gray,
wheere Cupid keepes his musters
now to-day!

whenches, doe you heare? I tell you not a ffable;
all you tha t doe appeare, & be not warrantable,
heele Casheere!

As for Nan: wright, though her dealings may compare h[er;]
yett, for her p ar ts below, theres not a woman ffairer
to the showe.

Litle Ales is found 7 yeeres to haue been a trader;
yett Tom Todd wilbe bound, whom as they say did spade h[er,]
that shees sound.

Gardens neere the worss, though shee hath made her Co[ney]
as com m on as the Bursse; yett still shee hath they money
in her pursse.

Boulton is put by, & Luce, among the infected;
& ffranke Todd goeth a-wry, being before detected
to be drye

Pitts is to forbeare the trade, & soe is likwise Pearnit;
for Cupid in his eare, is told tha t they haue had itt
to a haire.

True itt is tha t Babe for yeeres may be a virgin;
yett Cupid ffinds the drabb, al ready for a surgyon
for the scabb.

Southewells! beare in mind, althoug they are ffalse doers,
they say tha t you are blind, & soe p er happs more ffauors
you doe ffind

winlowe is to young, to know the ffruits of wooinge
till nott haue made her strong, to know the ffruits as doei[nge]
to to Longe.

Gallants, come not neare to braue V ENETIA stanley!
her Lo rd hath placed her there, tha t will maintaine her ma[nly]
w i thout ffeare.

Hayseys, stoupe soe long, to Cupid for aquittance,
till euidence soe strong, will speake for yo u r inditmen[t.]

. . . .ce & Iames, Cupid will haue you armed;
for w i th his hottest fflames he hath them soundlye warmed;
marke their names!

Nan: Iames is growne soe Coy, tha t no man can endure her;
yett I haue heard some say, a barbers boy did cure her of a toye.

But w i th the wicked sire, tha t yett was neu er thought on,
by quenching of loues ffire, hath tane away Besse B ROUGHTON
one desire.

Its ill tha t simix rydes, Iane selbe doth oppresse her;
w i th other more besides, vnlesse there were a dresser
of their hyds

Beunkards, how yee speed, tis shrewdly to be ffeared;
yee cannott aske to reade, soe oft you haue beene seared
ffor the deede.

ffoulgam will appeale, from Cupid, as men gather,
for in her wandring taile, hath beene her holy father;
hees her bayle.

Dodson is not ill, yeett hath shee beene a deale-her;
the falt was in his skill, who knew not how to appease her
w i th his quill.

her husband saies shee[s] nought, I thinke an honest woman
by Lewdnesse may be brought, to be like others, com m on,
being sought.

Ales Bradshaw is fforgott, the Cittye tha t ingrost her;
but happy is his lott, tha t neu er did arrest her,
for shee is hott.

Cittye wiues, they say, doe occupye by Charter;
but Cupid grant they may, tha t ware for-ware the barter
w i thout pay.

Ladyes name wee none, nor yett no Ladyes women
yo u r honors may begone; ffor Cœsars loue will sum m on
you alone.

But because tha t some will not allow the order,
to morefeelds see you Come, yo u r Maio u r & yo u r recorder
w i th a drum.

Thus farwell, yee whores, yee hackneys & yee harlotts!
come neare my walkes no more, but get you to yo u r varletts
as before!

My hart shall ay disdaine, to thinke of such pore blisses;
my lipps shall eke the same, to touch w i th breathing kisses
yours againe.

Thus here ends my song, made only to be merrye:
If I offend in toung, in hart I shalbe sorry
ffor the wrong.