Animadversions on the Lady marquis: OR, Properties displayed.  

View here the abstract of the Worlds great Frame,  
Whose worth for ever Morraliz'd a Name;  
Whose noble generous parts, I dare to say,  
Will get Renown, the clean contrary way:   
Tune of, Hey Boys up go we.  

THe Lady marquis and her gang,  
are most in favour seen;  
With Coach and Men on them to tend,  
as if she were a Queen:  
But if she be, 'tis of the Sluts,  
for all her fine Array,  
Whose Honour reaches to the Skies,  
But the clear contrary way.   

They have their choice of music sweet,  
which doth their senses Charm;  
And there they sit like Saints to be,  
as if they knew no harm:  
But they can fit them to a Hair,  
by night or else by day;  
And so they think to get Renown,  
But the clear contrary way.   

This House to them is like a Change,  
where all things may be had;  
A Glass of Wine to cheer their heart,  
'twill make their senses glad:  
There is a Proverb, If you Dance,  
the fiddler you must pay;  
At length it may their Fortune raise,  
But the clear contrary way.   

Tis not his music nor his Wine,  
that makes them for to run,  
There is something else within the case,  
which is needful to be done:  
The which I'll give you leave to judge,  
in truth to you it may  
There's few returns a Ma●●  
When hey boys down go they.   

There is an ill report abroad,  
which never yet was before;  
What female Sex goes there are looked upon  
to be no better then a common Whore:  
For if you should your Pipkin crack,  
your Credit will away;  
And must curse the hour so rudely spent,  
When hey boys in went they.   

When once your Reputation's lost,  
'twere better you then were dead;  
Then for to say there goes a Maid,  
that has lost her Maiden-head:  
Therefore in time consider well on't,  
lest you should go astray;  
When 'tis too late you may repent,  
That hey boys in went they.   
FINIS.   

Printed for J. Jordan, at the Angel in Guilt-Spur-street.