You pretty little Ladies will do so. OR, A Match made up against the Whitson-Holy-days.  

This Ditty was composed, the truth is so,  
By a Youngman that did a Maiden woo;  
He met with her under a shady Bower,  
And made a Lady of her in an hour.  
All you Youngmen that know not how to woo,  
Give ear to this, 'twill teach you what to do.   
To the Tune of, Lusty Bacchus, etc.  
 
 

FOrth walking in the Summer's time  
When Flora's flowers were in their prime  
Under a sweet perfumed shade,  
I saw a Youngman and a Maid,  
With compliments he did her crave,  
S● meshing which he desired to have,  
But to this question she said no,  
You pretty little Ladies will do so.   

The gallant Youth to her did say,  
I'll make of thee a Lady gay,  
I'll deck thy head like Love's fair Queen  
And clothe thee in a Gown of green:  
Sweet Lady sha●l this bargain hold?  
Kiss on condition make me bold,  
What though at first you said me no;  
You pretty little Ladies will do so.   

Sweet sir, she thus replied again,  
Spend not your breath and time in vain,  
For any thing you crave of me,  
I will deny it certainly,  
And whatsoever you do say,  
I'll answer you another way,  
And when you ask me, I'll say no;  
Quoth he, you pretty Ladies will do so.   

Lady said he, it is my choice  
When I shall elevate my voice,  
For to record a true. Love's song:  
In which I mean no Goddess wrong,  
Will you deny to bear a part  
And forthwith break my lovesick heart  
Will you; quoth he, she answered no;  
You pretty little Ladies will do so.   
 

IF I should ask you to do t●is  
To enrich my lips with one sweet kiss,  
It would better be ten thousand fold  
To me, than was great Croesus' gold,  
One honey kiss will end the strife  
If otherwise 'twill cost my life,  
Shall I die or live, say I or no;  
You pretty little Ladies can do so.   

My person pure, my heart and hand,  
Shall ever be at your command;  
I'll ride and run at your desire,  
Through water cold, or flames of fire,  
What is't that I'll not undertake,  
If I could once but hear thee speak,  
One loving word to ease my woe?  
You pretty little Ladies, etc.   

This is the prime time of the year,  
This is the time to make good cheer,  
This is the time called Whitsuntide,  
This tim● will I make thee my Bride,  
If you thereto will give consent,  
This match we never need repent,  
Both hand in hand, to Church we'll go.  
You pretty Ladies will do so.   

Five hundred pound I have said he,  
All which I will bestow on thee,  
Besides Corn, Sheep and Cattle store  
And all that I have spoke before;  
You shall have Servants great and small  
To wait on you when e'er you call,  
What you'll have done command them do  
You pretty little Ladies will do so.   

You shall be fed with diet fine,  
Your drink shall be the purest wine,  
The rarest Music can be had,  
Cheerfully shall play to make you glad  
And when you beat the Music sound,  
If't please you for to dance around,  
And nimbly trip it with the toe,  
You pretty little Ladies can do so.   

When she had heard his compliment,  
And he related his intent;  
About his neck her arms she eclipse,  
And with sweet kisses embalmed his lips▪  
And in requital of her pain  
He paid her with the like again;  
She left her note of answering no;  
You pretty little Ladies will do so.   

At last being ravished both with joy,  
One to the other seemed not ●oy,  
But on a sudden down they fell,  
How he came off I cannot tell;  
But sure they drive some pretty trade,  
Cupid and Venus sent them aid;  
They did as other Lovers do;  
You pretty little Ladies will do so.   
FINIS.   

London, Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, and J. Wright.