15. A Taylor's Daughter in the same Court, with a Flaxen Tow'r to cover her Carret head, worth 800 16. A Fat Widdow of _S^t Brides_ Parish, she is but a little foolish, a Lumping Penny worth, 200 17. An Ale house keepers Daughter in _Bell-yard_, worth 0000 (To advance a Cravat String of 18^d each bidding) 18. A Barbers Wife near _S^t Dunstans_ Church, lately divorced from her Husband, a pretty Woman, and fit for service. What you please 19. The Widdow of the Famous _Dr S----fold_, late Student in Physick Astrology and Poetry, besides her Talent in a Napkin. 200 per. Ann. 20. A young Orphan, Right Honourable by the Fathers side, and Right by the Mothers 3000 One a Licence had got [12.] For to begg, God wot, And of a poor Scholar begg'd a Doller; Thou hast Lice I do fear, But no sence, I swear, For to begg of a very poor Scholar. [18.] An Author's House being on fire whilst he was poring on his Books, he called to his Wife and bad her look to it. _You know_, says he, _I don't concern myself with the household_. [17.] One parting a Fray, was cut into the Scul: says the Surgeon, Sir, one may see your brains: Nay then I'l be hang'd, says he, for if I had had any brains, I had never come there. [17.] A Gentleman losing his way galloping furiously over the plow'd Lands towards _Tame_, and meeting one, said, Friend is this the way to _Tame?_ Yes Sir, says he, your Horse, if he be as wild as the Devil. THE VIRGIN RACE _Or, York-shires Glory_. Being an Account of a Race lately Run at _Temple-Newnham-Green_; None being admitted to run, but such as were supposed Virgins. The first that came to the two Miles-Race end, was to have a Silver Spoon, the second, a silver bodkin, the third a Silver Thimble, and the fourth Nothing at all. Tune is, _a New Game at Cards_. [Illustration] You that do desire to hear, [60.] Of a Virgin Race run in _York-Shire_, Come and Listen, I'le declare, Such News before, you never did hear; For I think since the World begun But seldom Virgins Races run. Four Virgins that supposed were A Race did run I now declare, Sure such a Race was never seen, As this at _Temple Newnham Green_. In half-shirts & Drawers these Maids did run But Bonny _Nan_ the Race has won A Silver Spoon this _Nan_ obtain'd The next a Silver Bodkin gain'd The third that was not quite so nimble, Was to have a Silver Thimble; And she that was the last of all. Nothing unto her share did fall.