courageous Iemmy's Resolution. OR, An Answer to Coy Jenny's Reply. You Maidens fair of beauty bright, I pray attend and mind; You may be crwoned with Delight, If you are not unkind. To the Tune of, jenny tell me Roundly. depiction of young man depiction of young woman JENNY when I was most Loyal, you did scornfully deride me, This is Truth without denial, 'twas your frowns that did divide me; Since 'tis so, farewell go, for Coy Jenny now believe me: Beauty fare, shan't ensnare, nor your frowns shall never grieve me. Man with wisdom may be armed, to subdue the heat of folly, He's a Fool that will be Charmed to that Fate of melancholy; Though I say, Maidens may give to Young-men sharp reflection, Yet be ruled, ne're be fooled, take my Counsel for direction. Whensoever they discover that your Love is most entire, Finding you a faithful Lover, then they'l baffle your desire: Therefore I, them defy, I will not be thus abused; Love I find, when unkind, is a Plague to those that use it. depiction of young man depiction of young woman BEauty never shall betray me, nor subdue my disposition, No nor grief shall near decay me, I will be my own physician; For my Love, I'll remove, since my reason doth advice me: For no more, I'll adore, Beauty shall not tantalise me. Jenny thou wast often froward, when you found my Love united, You were peevish and untoward, thus refused to be delighted; You intend, we should bend, counting it to be our Duty: I reply, I'll deny, e're to be a slave to Beauty. Should they be perfumed and painted, yet I will not be deluded, Though they seem for to be Sainted, yet from me they are excluded; To prevail, they shall fail, I will still withstand the motion; I will be, perfect free, this shall be my resolution. Then brave Lads of Loyal London, see what here I have indicted, Maidens they will cry they're undone, if they find they once are slighted; They lament, and Repent. that they ever was so cruel: Then you'l find, they'l be kind, and will prise you as a jewel. Though you love with true affection, and desire to raise your Honour, Then observe my kind direction, do not seem to dote upon her: If you do, as I'm true, they will certainly reject you; With a frown, run you down, and will not at all respect you. What I have in brief declared, let it be your Rule umminded, See you don't at all defer it, then you'l never fail to find it; Happile you may be free from all vexatious clamours: Then beware of the snare, that would across your pleasant humours. Wine will truly make thee merry, and will banish all vexation, Fill the tother Glass of Sherry, give thy heart a sweet Colation; For no more I'll adore neither Jenny, Sue, nor Sarah: But brave Boys, Crown our joys with a Glass of Rich Canary. Printed for J. Deacon, at the Sign of the Angel in Guiltspur-street, without Newgate.