An Excellent New SONG, CALLED, The Praise of Women. OR, Wine, Women and Music▪  
Being a Playhouse Song to a pleasant New Tune.  
HOw lovely's a Woman before she's enjoyed, when the Spirits are strong, & the Fancy not cloyed, we admire every part, though never so plain, which when throly possessed we quickly disdain.  

2  
Each Lady we court, and beg they'd be kind,  
And when they consent for to be of our Mind,  
We kiss and embrace and do what's to be done,  
When their Beilies are full we leave them forlorn   

3  
All Women we see we do hope to enjoy,  
We think ourselves happy if they prove not coy,  
Each Feature we praise and admire their parts,  
Tho' to the next Face we do proffer our hearts.   

4  
So drinking we love too just at the same rate,  
For when we are at it we foolishly prate;  
What Acts we have done, and set up for Wit,  
But next Morning's Pains our Pleasures do quit.   

5  
We drink all the Morning both Cough and Tea,  
And think there is none live more sober than we  
Till to dinner we move, than the glass must go round,  
Full Bumpers of Wine till our senses are drowned.   

6  
Then about Midnight we reeling home go,  
And neither the Watchmen or Constable know  
Thus Wine make us valiant, for when we are dru●●  
We draw at each Man for a nasty Town   

7  
But Musics a pleasure, that tires not s●●●  
'Tis pleasant in Morning, 'tis welcome 〈…〉  
'Tis charming at Nights to sing Catch 〈…〉  
It diverts our dull hours, and rejoices o 〈…〉   

8  
But Music alone, without Women a 〈…〉  
Will govern but dully tho' never so fin 〈…〉  
Therefore by consent we'll enjoy them a 〈…〉  
Wine and Music for you, and the Women   

9  
For still of all pleasures there's none can 〈…〉  
To the Joys of a Woman that's charming  
She diverts us all day with pleasing deli●●●…  
Then Raptures of Joy she yields all the N●●●●…    

London, Printed and Sold by Tho. Moor. 1695.