A New 〈◇〉 o● King Edvard and jane Shore.  
To the Tune of, St. George for England and the Dragon.  
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WHy should we boast of Lais and his Knights?  
knowing such Champions, entrapt by Whorish lights,  
Or why should we speak of Thais curled locks,  
Or Rodophe that gave so many men the Pox,  
red old stories and there you shall find,  
How Jane Shore, Jane Shore, she pleased King Edwards mind.  
Jane Shore she was for England, Queen Fredrick was for France, Honi soit qui mal y pence.   

To speak of the Amazons it were too long to tell,  
And likewise of he Thracian Girls how far they did excel;  
Those with Scythian Lads, engaged in several Fights,  
And in the brade Venetian Wars, did foil adventurous Knights  
Marsaline and Julia were vessels wondrous brittle,  
But Jane Shore, Jane Shore took down King Edwards mettle;  
Jane Shore she was, &c.   

Thallestis of Thormydon she was a doughty weight,  
She conquered Pallas King in the exercise of Night:  
Hercules flew the dragon, whose teeth were all of Brass,  
Yet he himself became a slave unto the Lydian Lass.  
The Theban Semule lay with Jove not dreading all his thunder  
But Jane Shore overcame King Edward although he had her under:  
Jane Shore she was, &c.   

helen of Greece she came of Spartian blood,  
Agricola and Cressida they were brave Whores and good;  
queen Clytemnestra boldly slay old Arthurs mighty Son,  
And fair Harcyon pulled down the strength of Tallamon,  
Those were the Ladies that caused the Trojan Sack,  
But Jane shore, Jane Shore, she spoiled King Edwards back.  
Jane Shore she was, &c.   

For this the ancient Fathers did, great Venus deify,  
Because with her own Father Jove, sh● feared not to lie,  
Hence Cupid came who afterward revenged his loving Mother  
And made kind Biblis do the like with Cornus her own Brother  
And afterwards the Goddess kept Adonis for reserve,  
But Jane Shore, Jane Shore, she stretch● King Edwards Nerve,  
Jane Shore she was, &c.   

The Colchean Dame, Maedea her Father did betray,  
And taught her Lover Jason how the vig●●ant Bull to slay:  
And after thence conveyed her Fathers g●●den fleece,  
She with her Lover sailed away in Argus ship to Greece;  
But finding Jason false, she burnt his Wife and Court,  
But Jane Shore, Jane Shore, she shew'd King Edward sport:  
Jane Shore she was, &c.   

Romix of Saxoni, the Welsh state overthrew,  
Igraeyn of cornwall, Pendragon did subdut,  
queen Quiniver with Arthur fought singly hand to hand  
In Bed, though afterward she made horns on his head to stand;  
And to Sir Mordred pictish Prince a Paramore became,  
But Jane Shore, Jane Shore, she made King Edward tame.  
Jane Shore she was, &c.   

Marosia of Italy see how she stoutly copes,  
With Jesuits Priest,& Cardinals,& triple trowned Popes,  
And with King Henry, Rosamond spent many a dallying hour,  
Till lastly poisoned by the queen in Woodstock fatal Bower,  
And Joan of Ark played in the dark, with the knights of Languidock,  
But Jane Shore met King Enward& gave him knock for knock:  
Jane Shore she was, &c.   

Pasipha we know played feats with the Cretan Bull,  
And proserpina though so divine, became black Plutoes Trull;  
the Spanish Bawd her strumpets taught to lay their legs astride  
But these and all the courtesans Jane Shore did them deride;  
Pope Joan was right, although she did the Pabal sceptre wield  
But Jane Shore, Jane Shore, she made King Edward yield:  
Jane Shore she was, &c.   

Agathoclya and Aeanthe did govern Aegypts King,  
The witty wench of Andover she was a pretty thing;  
She freely took her Ladies place, and with great Edgar dallied  
& with main force she foiled him quiter, although he often rallied  
For which brave act, he that her racked, gave her his Ladies land  
But Jane Shore, Jane Shore, King Edward did command:  
Jane Shore she was, &c.   

Of Phryne and of Lamva Historians have related,  
How their illustrious beauties, two Generals captivated;  
And they that in the days of yore killed men& sacked their Cities  
In honour of their Mistresses, composed amorous Ditties;  
Let Flora gay, with Romans play, and be a Goddess called,  
But Jane Shore, Jane Shore, King Edward she enthralled.  
Jane Shore she was, &c.   

The jolly Tanners Daughter Harlot of Normandy,  
She onely had the happiness to please Duke Roberts eye,  
And Roxoliana though a slave, and born a graecian,  
Could with a nod, command and rule grand signior Sollyman  
And Naples Joan, would make them groan, the ardently did lov'er  
But Jane Shore, Jane Shore, King Edward he did Shov'er;  
Jane Shore she was, &c.   

Aspatia doth of the Persian brothers boast,  
Though Scinthya joy in the Lampthean boy, Jane Shore shall rule the roast,  
Cleopatra loved Mark Anthony, and Brownal she did feats,  
But compared to our Virago they were but méerly cheats;  
Brave Carpit Knights, in Cupids fights, their milk-white Rapiers drew,  
But Jane Shore, Jane Shore, King Edward did subdue:  
Jane Shore she was, &c.   

Hamlets incestuous mother, was Gartherrud Denmarks queen  
And Circe that enchanting Witch, the like was scarcely seen,  
Warlike Penthasillia was an Amazonian Whore,  
To Hector and young Troyalus, both which did her adore,  
But brave King Edward who before had gained nine victories,  
Was like a bonslave fettered with Jane Shore all-conquering Thighs.  
Jane Shore she was for England, Queen Fredrick was for France, Honi soit qui mal y pence.    

London, Printed, 1671.