A SONG.

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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.   


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