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As two born and bred together,
We were presently sworn Brether;
Seven days were there assigned,
Oft I supt, but never dined.
Thence to Euston, where mine Hostess
Feels as soft as any Tost is;
Juicy, lusty, Count'nance toothsome,
Braded Hair, but Breath most loathsome;
Her I left with Locks of Amber;
Phyllis light me to my Chamber.
Thence to Wiggan about Supper,
To an Hostess, none more slutter:
Buxom was she, yet to see to,
She'd be drunk for Company too;
Wit this Beldame soon did scatter,
And in Bed distill'd her Water.
Thence to Newton in the Willows,
Where I being boulster'd up with Pillows,
I at Cards play'd with a Girl,
* Rose by Name, a dainty Pearl:
At Centy-foot I oft'n moved
Her to love me, whom I loved.
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