Your humble Servant Madam. BEING The flattering Courtier. OR, The Cheating Lover;  
To a ●ery fine Northern Tune.  
 
 

I Am a Blade  
That from an old Trade,  
Have taken out a new one  
'tis only this,  
To Court and Kiss  
Swear Oaths and ne'er a true one  
I can tell an hundred lies,  
And a thousand more devise,  
Never was the like since Adam,  
I can Fetter whom I please,  
With a Flattering disease,  

And your humble Servants Madam.    

The Wars are done,  
And I must run  
A Course that may Pr. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 me  
Should I rely.  
On Honesty,  
It were the way to 〈◊〉 me▪  
I ha' given away my 〈◊〉  
For a Perriwigg and Muff,  
And an Art no Wit can Fathom:  
I have got a Place at Court,  
Never paid a Penny for't,  

But your humble Servant Madam.    

Whilst a cavalier  
Both lean and ●ear  
And almost like to Sta●d● is  
A Lady's Letter,  
Shall be better  
Than all his Iron Service.  
When I found out what would do't  
Strait I put a Lady too't,  
What things I lacked I had 〈◊〉,  
Nothing did I give for this,  
But a promise and a kiss,  

With your humble Servant Madam.    
 

MY Courtier's Place,  
Doth give me grace,  
And Pimp unto my Trade is;  
The Devil and I,  
In Ambush lie  
To Catch all kind of Ladies;  
I can call 'em pretty Souls,  
●ough they be as old as Paul's,  
Then I a bonny Lad am;  
〈…〉 the Women I Trappan  
Fetch 'em off and bring 'em on,  

With your humble Servant Madam.    

●ome give me Rings,  
And better a Things,  
So cunning is my carriage,  
To every soul,  
Both fair and fowl  
I promise lawful Marriage.  
I have got so many Wives,  
If I had as many Lives,  
I should be as old as Adam.  
But before we go to Church,  
I'll leave them in the lurch.  

With your humble Servant Madam.    

When I find a Face▪  
Of a stately Grace,  
That would have all adore her,  
A Knighthood I  
Get presently  
And that I spread before her:  
So I may get something by't▪  
I can quickly be a knight;  
If a Little will persuade 'em  
I can tell 'em that they shall,  
Answer to no other call  

But your humble Servant Madam.    

If I see one that  
Is given to that,  
I praise her Ingenuity:  
When I take a Prize  
With the black Eyes,  
I call her Queen of Beauty  
If another merry be  
I can laugh as well as she  
When she asks, I monstrous sad am  
But if I find her in a b●●t,  
I can fit her for the foot  

With your humble Servant Madam.    

All Passions I,  
Can falsify,  
〈…〉 my Trade is,  
I have of late  
Gained an Estate  
My humouring of Ladies  
And I very well do find,  
What I fit them in their kind  
For I've ●e●u●l●d Adam  
Woman first did ransom Man  
But I 〈◊〉 them again.  

With your humble Servant Madam.     

London Printed for Willi●● 〈…〉