Then prethee come and kiss me, And say thou art mine own, I vow I would not miss thee Not for a Princes Throne; Let love and I perswade thee My gentle suit to hear: If thou wilt be my Lady, Then I will be thy dear; With hey ho, _&c._ I never will deceive thee, But ever will be true, Till death I shall not leave thee, Or change thee for a new; We’ll live as mild as may be, If thou wilt but agree, And get a pretty baby With a face like thee, With hey ho, _&c._ Let these perswasions move thee Kindly to comply, There’s no man that can love thee With so much zeal as I; Do thou but yield me pleasure, And take from me this pain, I’ll give thee all the Treasure Horse and man can gain; With hey ho, _&c._ I’ll fight in forty duels [p. 110.] To obtain thy grace, I’ll give thee precious jewels Shall adorn thy face; E’r thou for want of money Be to destruction hurl’d, For to support my honey I’ll plunder all the world; With hey ho, _&c._ That smile doth show consenting, Then prethee let’s be gone, There shall be no repenting When the deed is done; My bloud and my affection, My spirits strongly move, Then let us for this action Fly to yonder grove, With hey ho, _&c._ Let us lye down by those bushes That are grown so high, Where I will hide thy blushes; Here’s no standers by This seventh day of _July_, Upon this bank we’ll lye, Would all were, that love truly, As close as thou and I; With hey ho[,] my honey, My heart shall never rue, For I have been spending money Amongst the jovial Crew. [Followed, in 1661 edition by “Now that the Spring,” &c., and the three other pieces which are to be found in succession, already printed in our _Merry Drollery, Compleat_ of 1670, 1691, pp. 296-301: The last of these being the Song, “She lay all naked in her bed.” This begins on p. 115, of Part 2nd, 1661; p. 300, 1691. In the former edition it is followed by “The Answer,” beginning “She lay up to,” &c., which, like other extremely objectionable pieces, is kept apart. Next follow, in 1661 edition, The Louse, and the Concealment.] [p. 149.] _The Louse._ If that you will hear of a Ditty That’s framed by a six-footed Creature, She lives both in Town and in City, She is very loving by nature; She’l offer her service to any, She’l stick close but she’l prevail, She’s entertained by too many Till death, she no man will fail. _Fenner_ once in a Play did describe her, How she had her beginning first, How she sprung from the loyns of great _Pharaoh_, And how by a King she was nurs’d: How she fell on the Carkass of _Herod_, A companion for any brave fighter, And there’s no fault to be found with her, But that she’s a devillish backbiter.