A SONG. [ music ] I Went to the Ale-house as an honest Woman shou'd, And a Knave follow'd after, as you know Knaves wou'd, Knaves will be Knaves in every degree, I'll tell you by and by, how this Knave serv'd me. I call'd for my pot as an honest Woman shou'd, And the Knave crept into't, as you know Knaves wou'd, Knaves will be Knaves, &c. I went into my Bed as an honest Woman shou'd, And the Knave crept into't, as you know Knaves wou'd, Knaves will be Knaves, &c. I proved with Child as an honest Woman shou'd, And the Knave ran away, as you know Knaves wou'd, Knaves will be Knaves, in every degree, And thus have I told you, how this Knave serv'd me. 1714. Wit and Mirth Pills to Purge Melancholy, Volume 5. p.118. See here: https://archive.org/details/1714-wit-and-mirth-pills-to-purge-melancholy-vol-5/page/n130/mode/1up
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