Wanton wenches of Wiltshire  
Being a Pleasant Discourse between Fo●r young Females, as they Sat together in a convenient place to scatter their Water, who being overheard by Two youngmen, occasioned the whole Discovery of their Discourse.  
Tune of, The Maids a Washing.  

This may be printed,  
R. P.   

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NOw young Bachelors all draw near,  
And you a pleasant Discourse shall here:  
Of four young Damsels all meeting & greeting  
Each other together in fair Wiltshire:  
All complained at a sorrowful rate,  
Because they could not enjoy a mate  
Whilst they made their sad pitiful moan  
They thought they were private and all alone.   

One said, I must departed a space,  
For here I am in a woeful case,  
I find I'm ready to scatter my water,  
Therefore I must find a convenient place,  
where no young man may see what I do,  
And then i'll strait ways return to you;  
But unto this they would not ways agree,  
They'd all go together for Company.   

Hand in hand then a way they go,  
Like loving Sisters all in a row,  
Two young men hearing their tattle & prattle,  
Resolved some more of this Gigg to know:  
Therefore watching them whither they went,  
These two young men by joint consent,  
Both resolved in Ambush to lie,  
Where both words and actions they might descry.   
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My sweet Sister, says one I find,  
Night and day such a pain in my mind,  
Because I am not the blessing possessing,  
Which I might enjoy if young men were kind,  
How I tremble while here I reveal  
The inward torments which now I feel,  
But yet in vain do I utter my grief,  
Since no one will yield me the least relief.   

Once I heard of a woman old,  
Whose face was wrinkled, and blood near cold,  
But yet I tell ye, she crying, replying  
The sorrow I suffer cannot be told;  
You may easily guests at the cause,  
And need not stand very long to pause:  
Now if old Women such passion express,  
I hope a young Damosel can do no less.   

Said the Second, young sweet-faced John,  
You know he is a young lusty-man,  
I dearly love him, provoke him, and struck him,  
Yet he will not Kiss me do what I can  
I have fed him with Custards and Cream,  
And all things that can pleasant seem;  
Nay, call him my honey, my love and dear,  
And Yet I protest I am ne'er the near.   

Said the Third, I am pure Coal-black,  
And that you know has a dainty Smack,  
Besides, I know I am witty and pretty  
Than why should not I have those joys I 〈◊〉  
Being youthful, and just in my prime,  
And loath to lose my Teeming time,  
Yet brisk young Gallants no kindness will  
What reason have I to be served so.   

Then the fourth did begin to prate,  
And that was bony, brisk bouncing Kate,  
Who did with fury, behold 'em and told'  
That she was stark mad, for a manlike 〈◊〉  
Tho' I'm shorter than others may be  
Yet wherefore should this hinder me?  
Behold I am of a delicate Brown,  
No Colour is better in all the Town.   

Nay, the worst of us all might serve,  
For surely Bachelor's don't deserve  
To have our Favour who spite us, & slight  
And suffer poor Damsels to pine and starve;  
But we'll tattle no longer of this,  
So ev'ry Sister sat down to P———— s,  
But yet before they had perfectly done,  
The Youngmen they laughed, & the Wenches     

Printed for J. Back, at the Black Boy on London-Bridge near the Drawbridge.