An Excellent New Playhouse SONG Called, The West-Country Fairing Or▪ Dicks Present to Doll Under the Barley Mow.  

'tWas when the Sheep were shearing,  
and under the Barley Mow,  
Dick gave to Doll a Eairing,  
as she had milked her Cow.  
Quoth He I fain would wed thee,  
and tho' I cannot woo,  
I've hey pish, hay cock, hey and hay for a Boy,  
sing, shall I come kiss thee now,  
sling, ah! shall I come, shall I come kiss thee now,  
I long sweetheart to Bed thee,  
and merrily Buckle too,  
with hay pish hay cock, hey and hay for a Boy,  
Sing, shall I come kiss thee now,  
sing, ah! shall I come, shall I come kiss thee now   

Doll seemed not to regard him,  
As if she did not care,  
Yet simpered when she heard him,  
Like any Miller's Mare,  
And cunningly to prove him,  
And value her Maidenhead,  
Cried, fie nay pish, nay fie, and prithee stand by  
For I am too young to Wed,  
For I am too I am too young to Wed,  
〈◊〉 said she ne'er could love him,  
〈◊〉 or any Man else in Bed.  
〈◊〉 fie pish fie, nay prithee stand by,  
〈◊〉 I am too young to wed,  
〈◊〉 I am too▪ I am too young to Wed.   

Like one that's struck with Thunder,  
Stood Dicky to hear her talk.  
All hops to get her under,  
This sad resolve did balk,  
At last he swoar, grown bolder,  
He'd hire some common-Sow,  
For hay pish hay and hay for a Boy,  
Sing shall I come kiss the now,  
Sing shall I come shall I come kiss thee now,  
In loving Arms did fold her,  
Ere sneak, and cringe and cry,  
With hay pish hay cock hay and hay for a Boy,  
Sing shall I come kiss thee now,  
Sing ah! shall I come, shall I come kiss thee now,   

Convinced other coy Folly,  
And stubborn Female will,  
Poor Dol grew melancholy,  
The Grift went by her mill  
hope she cried you're wiser,  
Then credit what I have said,  
Tho I cry, hay fie, and pish, and prithee stand by,  
That I am too young too wed,  
That I am too, I am too young to wed,  
Bring you the Church adviser,  
And dress up the bridal Bed,  
Then try, though I cry fie and pish and prithee stand by  
If I am too young to wed,  
That I am too, I am too young to wed.    

London Printed and Sold by T. Moor in Blackfriars. 1697.