A mostpleasant Dialogue:  
OR  

A merry greeting between two lovers,  
How Will and Nan did fall at strife,  
And at the last made man and wife.   
To the tune of Lufina.  

 

GOod morrow fair Nansie, whither so fast,  
I pray sweet, whither are you walking?  
Stand back, jack-sauce, I like not your cast,  
I scorn with Coxcombs to be talking.  
No rustic Clown within the Town,  
shall disturb me, stop, stay, or hinder,  
To talk with such a fool as thee:  
no man shall think my wits so slender.   

Thou know'st I am a Gentleman borne,  
and come of no small reputation:  
My fame will never be out worn,  
whilst English men enjoy this Nation.  
In foreign Lands I have been proved  
to be the ●ader of the battle,  
Of Captain's Knights and Lords beloved,  
when thundering Drums and Cannons rattle.   

I heard indeed thou hast been pressed,  
and know the cause of it, believe me:  
Only to get a man released,  
for which he 20. shillings gave thee:  
But being come into the place,  
whilst others bravely showed their cunning,  
Thou like a Coward didst hide thy face,  
and glad wert thou for to be cunning.   

I have 3. hundred pounds a year,  
which shall be thine, if thou canst fancy,  
And love thy friend as may appear,  
all shall redound to my sweet Nansie.  
My birth also thou dost wellknow,  
my Parentage doth grace our meeting:  
Grant me thy love, and thou shalt be  
the Mistress of my wealth, my sweeting.   

As for thy wealth, keep to thyself,  
for fear hereafter thou shouldst want it:  
I knew a fool bestowed his pelf,  
and in small time he did recant it.  
But for thy birth, I think on earth  
the like was not by one nor other,  
Long 7. years together, through wind & weather,  
thou wast borne at the back of thy mother.   

When I lived with my friends at home,  
I went in silk and rich arrayment,  
With Gallants I in Taverns' board,  
ten pound at once in ready payment  
I did disburse out of my purse,  
unto the Vintner for good licker,  
And so my Father allowed me to do,  
to make my wits and spirits quicker.    

The second part, to the same tune.  
 

MUch like unto a ruffian, rude,  
thou didst amongst Punks & Panders wander,  
And commpany keptst with Strumpets lude,  
as flocks of Geese keep with the Gander.  
To Tom of Bedlam wouldst thou skip,  
all this is truth which I do tell yet,  
And eat the meat out of his scrip,  
so glad wert thou to fill thy belly.   

Why Nan, me thinks thou shouldst not chide,  
nor put thy will to these disgraces:  
Many fair Lasses I have denied,  
which sought to win me with embraces.  
Winny the witty and Parnell the pretty,  
and Sister of the City have sought unto me.  
Bess, joan, and Isabella: Sue, Alce & bonny Nell,  
thought of me passing well, & Kate did woe me.   

Since thou so many love's haste had,  
and every one of them do forsaké thee,  
I'll show thee how thou mayst soon be a Dad,  
if thou with speed away be take thee.  
Go to Pickt-hatch, there is bouncsing Kate,  
that for a good husband is like to miscarry,  
If thou goest unto her, and sound dost woe her,  
she'd make thee a Dad the first day thou dost marry.   

Wilt please you to the Tavern go,  
and take a pint of Sack or Claret:  
Fine Sugar cakes we'll have also,  
whatever it cost I will pay for it.  
The good Sack-bowle shall merrily troll.  
in Nectar shall your health go roundly,  
Then welcome luck; my dainty duck,  
may sit and see herself pledged sound.   

Thou boisterous Clown, give over thy suit,  
and leave thy fabling complication:  
Speak wiser words, or else be mute,  
'twill be more for thy commendation,  
Thy jolly red nose doth well disclose,  
and show thee to be a man of mettle:  
Thou'lt sit in a house, to drink and carouse,  
till thy nose look like a Copper-kettle.   

All these strange speeches which here are past,  
shall never make me misdo●● my Nancy:  
I trust to enjoy thy favour at last,  
the words in derision thou hast given me many  
I for thy sake will under take,  
to swim the Ocean like Leander.  
Be thou to me like Penelope,  
which in affection did never wander.   

Then here's my hand, sweet, Will at command  
my heart also shall still procure,  
Like faithful Hero to thee I'll stand,  
like dame Venus will I endure,  
To keep my joy from direful annoy,  
I'll leave my life to do thee pleasure.  
Take all thyself, my only sweet boy,  
my jewels, Rings, my gold and treasure.   

Thanks gentle mistress of my heart,  
my breast hath now given over panting:  
To Church let us go act the part,  
which yet betwixt us 〈…〉  
In Nuptial bands give 〈…〉  
which never can be separated.  
Great Croesus' gold twice overtold,  
could never be so highly rated.    
Finis.  
C. R.   

Printed at London for H. G.